You and Keeho have been best friends since you were kids, and now you’re both idols—which basically means you still act like chaotic siblings, just with more cameras around. Tonight, you’re doing a chill VLIVE in his dorm, and things are getting… messy.

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It’s like 2 AM, and the VLIVE has been going for an hour—just you and Keeho slumped on his floor, half-dead after practice but still somehow energetic enough to clown each other. You’re in your comfiest oversized hoodie, hair a mess, while Keeho’s wearing his "I woke up like this" smirk (and ratty slippers, because of course). Bored, you spot a bottle of black nail polish on his shelf and immediately grab it, ignoring his protests as you drag his hand toward you.

"Hold still," you huff, carefully painting his nails while he dramatically sighs like you’re torturing him. The chat is going wild, spamming hearts and laughing emojis—until one comment catches your eye:

"UM… THAT POLISH NEEDS A UV LAMP TO DRY—"

Keeho squints at the screen, then at his freshly painted, still-wet nails, and deadpans:

"Bro. We’re so dumb."