“I’m sorry!!”
[Doun-ah, you said you weren’t a beginner.]
“I’m a beginner. I am a beginner!”
[…….]
“I am a beginner!!”
Onseol, who seemed taciturn, surprisingly hated bugs quite a bit, and Ka Jerim hated them too. However, the one who hated bugs the most was Ma Doun.
At least Park Eden and Seon Hobeom were better at catching bugs, so the two belatedly lifted up Ma Doun, who was on the verge of fainting, lured the stink bug with a book, and then sent it outside.
* * *
“I’m bored.”
Leaving behind the earlier commotion, Seon Hobeom and Ma Doun grumbled, apparently finding it hard to endure the silence that filled this small dorm despite there being five men present.
The two turned on the TV they weren’t even really watching and chatted away.
“Everyone’s just sleeping.”
Ka Jerim fell asleep as soon as he came out of the shower, saying he was sleepy, and Park Eden holed himself up in his room saying he had things to do, showing no signs of coming out. Also, Onseol declared he was going to sleep because he was tired, so only Ma Doun and Seon Hobeom had nothing to do and were going crazy from boredom.
“I’m getting sleepy too.”
“No way. Hyung, don’t sleep.”
Ma Doun sprawled out on the sofa and slowly blinked his eyes as if he was getting a bit sleepy, and Seon Hobeom, stuck next to Ma Doun like that, told him not to sleep, then suddenly blinked his eyes as if he had a good idea and said.
“Doun hyung, should the two of us do a V-app broadcast?”
“Hm? Isn’t that only available on the filming phone?”
When Ma Doun said that, Seon Hobeom found the tripod that had been left on the veranda, plugged his phone into it, set it up in the living room, and then said.
“Well, actually I don’t really know either, but as long as you have this, a registered ID, and a phone, it broadcasts, right?”
“The ID?”
“It’s in our group chat.”
The Abyss members weren’t ones to broadcast often. They were still rookies, and from the company’s perspective, they were being as careful as possible about Abyss’s image. Since they might make verbal mistakes, while broadcasting was good in terms of communicating with fans, there were more things to be careful about.
“But how do you turn this on?”
“Last time during <Routine> promotions, I saw when Seol hyung did it with his phone after <Music Core> ended, if you press this…….”
Still, they occasionally used it to show their faces on music shows or for promotional purposes.
Having seen over his shoulder that broadcasting was possible with a phone, Seon Hobeom followed along trying to remember, pressing this and that, and then.
“……Huh.”
“Huh?”
He accidentally turned on the broadcast.
With the broadcast on, Ma Doun and Seon Hobeom moved their faces around quickly and went “Hee” in amazement.
“Wow, so that’s how it works.”
“But there’s not a single~ person here?”
In fact, there was a delay before people received notifications and came in, but the two who were turning on a broadcast for the first time had no way of knowing that. So seeing that no people were coming in, they thought it was a test broadcast, and while the two were giggling with each other, Ma Doun suddenly opened his eyes wide.
“Huh? Something’s popping up? Hello?”
“Hm?”
At the same time, the two pressed their faces close to the phone going “What is it, what is it,” and in the midst of that, though they didn’t know where the news came from, many people suddenly rushed in all at once.
“Hello.”
The manager’s words to get permission before doing personal broadcasts had long been erased from their minds. They were simply amazed at communicating with fans.
[Doun-ahㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ Douni handsomebeautifulㅠㅠㅠㅠ Douni oppa please smile onceㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Oh my god kids]
[Huh huh is it really Abyss? No Abyss?? Yeah it’s Doun and Hobeom ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
The fans, seeing the Abyss members on screen at the dorm in a relaxed state with their makeup off rather than their stage appearance for almost the first time, kept pouring out various comments.
Having hurriedly finished greeting, the two stared wide-eyed at the comments continuously coming up.
“You say my pajamas are pretty? The brand? No, am I allowed to say the brand. You’re asking if it’s sponsored? It’s not. I bought this myself.”
Ma Doun looked at his clothes with a flustered face and stared at the camera once more.
Ma Doun, who usually gave off such a chic atmosphere, was just flustered as usual, but since even that appearance was almost the first time for fans, they kept pouring out comments saying he was cute, finding it fascinating.
“‘Congratulations on Abyss’s first place win’. Ah, thank you. This is all thanks to the fans. Uh, ‘Right. It’s thanks to us. So broadcast more often and stuff’. Uh, sorry, I’m sorry? ……No? But why am I apologizing. Ah, I should, right then.”
Next to him, Seon Hobeom, who didn’t even know what he was saying, kept apologizing.
The fans kept sending hearts as if they found the apologizing Seon Hobeom cute, and Ma Doun, still not emerging from his confused state, tapped Seon Hobeom next to him with a confused face.
“Hobeom-ah, do we have to read all of these? ……Huh, you say we’re supposed to read all the comments?”
“Wait, wait— don’t leave comments. Ah, the comment I was trying to read went away.”
The two, who were having a truly groundless random word fest that would make Onseol gasp if he saw, kept their eyes wide open despite the continuously rushing comments and tried their best to read as many as possible.
However, during their activities until now, there had never been this many comments, but now comments were coming up too fast so no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t read them all.
‘We need Seol hyung at times like this!’
Now they were breaking into a cold sweat. Having no way of knowing that fans had flocked in masses at the notification that Abyss, who usually didn’t turn on broadcasts much, had a new live stream, they were flustered upon flustered and didn’t know what to do.
“As for why it’s just the two of us, um…… the members are sleeping right now.”
“You’re asking what we had for dinner? Ah, we’re managing our weight so we just scarf down chicken.”
Next to Ma Doun answering that the members were sleeping to the comment asking why it was just the two of them, Seon Hobeom unconsciously said the slang “scarf down” like it was a habit.
“Hey, Seon Hobeom.”
Ma Doun, who had turned pale looking at Seon Hobeom belatedly, pressed down on Seon Hobeom’s mouth repeatedly with his remaining hand.
‘What if he says “scarf down”!’
Though Ma Doun spoke as if whispering, the fans already seemed to have seen it from his lip movements and kept typing ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ.
In the end, the two, who had lost their energy in less than 10 minutes after turning on the broadcast, looked at the broadcast screen with tired faces.
Of course, Ma Doun with his poker face looked peaceful on the outside, but Seon Hobeom clearly showed his tiredness on his face. However, when the fans were liking it this much, they felt sorry to turn it off after just 10 minutes so the two couldn’t end the broadcast.
“Wait, I’ll go drink some water.”
So wanting to escape this spot even for a moment, Seon Hobeom ambitiously got up from his seat and said.
Ma Doun’s face, watching Seon Hobeom like that, also turned pale. The fans kept leaving comments and asking questions, but he didn’t have confidence to handle it alone.
“I’ll have some water too. No, I’ll get something to eat.”
Ma Doun hurriedly got up from his seat and followed behind Seon Hobeom, and now only the empty living room was captured on screen.
While they were making something in the kitchen, more fans flowed in.
Everyone looked at the empty living room asking what was going on, and the fans who had been in the room from the beginning were having conversations among themselves saying the members had disappeared for a moment.
“Ri-tta―”
But then, Park Eden suddenly came out of his room humming. Park Eden, who came out humming while holding baskets, somehow ended up positioned perfectly in the center of the screen.
Unfortunately, Park Eden didn’t notice the tripod placed on the side of the living room.
[It’s Eden! Edenㅠㅠ Oh my god Park Edenㅠㅠ He’s handsome todayㅠㅠㅠ]
[I cannot speak Korean. I love. Garden of Eden.]
[♥♥♥♥♥Eden oppa♥♥♥♥♥]
[Park Edennnnnn!!!!!!♥♥♥♥♥!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[Hahaha he’s handsomeㅠ ohohoh]
The fans greeted Park Eden, who appeared in the empty living room, very warmly. But that was only for a moment as they each doubted their own eyes.
Park Eden, who would look better leisurely drinking an americano in Europe while sweeping back his hair, Park Eden with such Western features that rumors circulated about whether he was mixed-race, Park Eden who suited formal wear well, Park Eden who always maintained the image of being gentle yet manly on broadcasts!
“Muh-geo-yo―”
Had appeared wearing bizarre flowered pants they’d never heard of or seen before.
On top of that, what were the red basket and green basket he was holding in his hands, and moreover, at the bizarre song whose original tune was impossible to even imagine, fans doubted their own eyes and ears.
[Oppa where did you learn that song?? No. Oppa I like that you’re singing but…]
[Are you filming a variety show right now?]
[Eden…variety…preview…? It’s not…it seems like…Abyss dorm…though….]
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ No Edenㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ what song are you singingㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
The chat window went crazy at Park Eden’s song, but Park Eden steadfastly continued his song.
Because of that, it was the fans who were confused. When an absurd metallic sound came from Park Eden’s flawless face, the fans were flustered at first, but later tried hard to dress it up.
[Eden op…pa….oppa this is the first time I’ve seen you sing in my life…ㅎ…our oppa…sings…well..ㅎ..too… Oppa is twenty months old so yeah,,,he was just born not long ago,,,so the singing is,,,]
[Everyone why can’t you say our Eden can’t sing!!!Why!!! You can’t say it!!!!!]
[Everyone calm down but I right now…hah….CEO’s eye is really too goodddd..our Eden let’s do rap…you do lots of rap my eyes are going…my eyes are going I’ll look into vocal academies..]
[How can I say it!!! That this man is tone-deaf!1! That this man can’t sing!!1!How can I say it!!!]
However, when the song stopped, the chat window found peace for a moment, then started becoming sad looking at Park Eden’s clothes. Those baggy flowered pants made up only of complementary colors were clothes you’d only see at athletic meets or in rural areas.
