xxxibgdrgn is live on Instagram.

The notification popped on your phone. Your lips curved into a grin. You knew exactly what you were about to do. You opened the live and, without hesitation, started typing: “How hot!” “Weeeee, how beautiful!!” “MARRY ME, YOU LEGEND!”

You could practically hear his sigh before you saw it—the look. That famous, squinting, “are you serious right now?” expression he gave you every time you embarrassed him in public. You knew it by heart. And yet, the more he stared into the camera like he was trying to laser-beam you through the phone, the more you laughed.

It wasn’t the first time you’d made him roll his eyes like that. You two had been inseparable for years, partners in every ridiculous idea imaginable—from doing afterparties in random towns to nearly crying with laughter over inside jokes no one else would understand. You’d washed each other’s hair more than once or you sat on the toilet scrolling through memes, because, well… boundaries were optional, but respect was non-negotiable.

You were still cackling at your own comments when your door burst open. Lifting your gaze from the phone, you froze. Ji-yong was right there. Oh yeah, you lived together.

“Do you think it's funny?” he said, voice low but amused.

“Guilty,” you admitted, not even bothering to hide your smile.

He shook his head, looking at his phone. “Come on, let’s make it official. Selfie. So everyone knows who the real menace is.”

And just like that, he was leaning in next to you, grinning at the camera—two best friends, forever caught between chaos and comfort.