“Ta-da! This is our new dorm!”
Eungi’s vlog introducing the new dorm had explosive views.
It was thanks to Jinyeong’s pro-capitalist knees. At her son’s hasty follow-up request, Eungi’s mother readily arranged a 50-pyeong apartment on jeonse. The agency showed discomfort, saying the member’s parents were interfering too much, but they quickly raised the white flag under pressure from Ryu Geon and Jinyeong, who told them to either redo the wallpaper and flooring right away or agree.
“We haven’t received any settlements yet or made big money ourselves. We got some help because there were so many reactions saying the dorm environment was too bad.”
Eungi told the story half-honestly. It was because of Jion’s advice that if he didn’t tell the first part of the story, posts like ‘reasons you don’t need to worry about celebrities’ or ‘celebrities are lucky they make money easily’ would go up.
It was Jinyeong’s idea to deliberately not mention what help they received from whom. Jinyeong insisted they should subtly give off the nuance that the agency didn’t spend money and let the agency president take some heat. Ryu Geon, who had the deepest ties with the president, hesitated slightly at that direction, but in the end, it was Jinyeong and Jion who led the flow.
“There are four rooms! Two rooms have attached bathrooms. One room doesn’t have a bathroom but it’s a single room. One is a dressing room!”
It was truly a magnificent house. The members were moved to tears by the wealthy and abundant environment that none of them except Eungi had ever experienced. Of course, even Eungi, who had gotten used to the brief impoverished life, felt grateful for the abundance he was enjoying after a long time, and his voice in the vlog trembled with emotion.
“Really, the air in the house feels clean too… There’s even an elevator… It’s not hot and not cold, it’s so great!”
It was sincerity that didn’t match a rich family’s son. Eungi showed the house in detail, opening each door one by one. Fans were surprised by the vlog that was unlike typical idol self-content, giving away privacy like it was nothing.
Usually even if you get a little popular, you don’t reveal this much because you worry about sasaengs, but you only develop that sense of caution if you’ve been popular before.
“Look at the view in front too.”
Eungi boldly showed the scenery outside the living room window. At this point, it was almost the same as publicly revealing the house address.
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Were we ever close enough for this;
It was such a bold housewarming video that even watching fans felt awkward at the excessively close distance. Fans who watched the ten-plus minute video expressed concern that their nugu oppas had absolutely no awareness of personal information protection, while secretly liking their natural lifestyle moments.
And cultured fans, instead of becoming desperate to find out their dorm address, paid attention to more minor and slightly more personal things. Namely, the roommate combinations in the new dorm.
I watched Eungi’s vlog, who are the roommates?
There were dozens of question posts uploaded to BNCZ World about the roommate combinations. However, disappointingly or perhaps tantalizingly, the dorm roommates didn’t change much.
Eungi: Jinyeong hyung has a single room, Geon hyung and I share, Woojin hyung and Jion hyung share a room.
└ Jinyeong: I got tired of sleeping with Eungi.
└└ Eungi: Jinyeong hyung is so mean… ㅠ… Even if you ask me to turn off the lights today, I won’t turn them off.
It wasn’t that there hadn’t been talk of changing roommates altogether when moving to the new dorm. It was because of the manager’s advice that there seemed to be insufficient interaction since the same members kept sharing rooms after debut.
In fact, Jinyeong and Eungi, who had shared a room for over two years, had become almost like real brothers, even sharing a wardrobe, and Jion and Seonwoo Jin, who had only recently gotten close but shared not just a room but a bed, were practically one body, though they hadn’t merged yet.
That said, it wasn’t that the other members found Ryu Geon, who had a single room, intimidating, but Ryu Geon, who had felt sorry about being the only one with a single room for a long time, raised his hand first.
“I don’t need a single room, so let’s change roommates.”
“Oh, good. I wanted a single room. Anyone want to compete with me for the single room? Rock-paper-scissors?”
Jinyeong immediately raised his hand. And he asked if there were any other members who wanted a single room, but the result was disappointing. No one except Jinyeong wanted a single room. Jinyeong was flustered by the unexpected result.
“Eungi, this is the house your mother provided, don’t you want a single room? It’s 100% your share. If you say you’ll take the single room, I’ll yield.”
“I can’t sleep alone.”
Eungi answered immediately with a serious face to Jinyeong’s single room proposal.
“You’re an only child, how can you not sleep alone…”
Jinyeong asked Eungi in bewilderment if he really wouldn’t take a single room, but Eungi shook his head with a firm expression. If he didn’t want it, there was no reason to force him. Jinyeong turned his head to his same-age friends with satisfaction.
“You guys… never mind, forget it. Why am I even asking.”
He was about to ask if they had any thoughts of taking a single room, but it wasn’t even worth it. Seonwoo Jin was already standing with his arm draped over Jion’s shoulder, looking like a single room was a story from another house. It was a face that said he wasn’t even thinking about it. However, Jion, who was carrying Seonwoo Jin on him, wasn’t entirely without thoughts of wanting a single room.
But?
What if?
What if while I’m sleeping comfortably in a single room without a care, Seonwoo Jin exchanges DMs with girls all night or secretly talks on the phone or goes around pressing ‘like’ on girls’ SNS accounts?
What if he sneaks out of the dorm without me knowing and meets girls, drinks, goes to clubs, or enjoys all kinds of entertainment?
Jion still couldn’t stop his suspicion, obsession, and surveillance of Seonwoo Jin. No matter how much Seonwoo Jin had reformed—though actually he hadn’t done anything yet—it couldn’t be helped since he’d been hurt before. The member-phobia stuck deep in Jion’s heart didn’t heal easily.
“We’ll just keep sharing, the two of us.”
When Jion said they’d share, Jinyeong looked both pleased and disgusted at the same time as he gave his two cents.
“Okay. But this time, at least use separate beds.”
“What are you saying.”
Seonwoo Jin looked serious at Jinyeong’s comment, but Jion nodded with a laugh. They had already bought two single beds instead of getting bunk beds, since the room was bigger this time. And they put a nightstand between the beds to create some distance.
Continuously sleeping while hugging in one bed is a bit much, after all.
From the moment Seonwoo Jin started looking handsome and making his heart flutter, Jion became awkward about receiving Seonwoo Jin’s skinship like before. It wasn’t that he disliked it, but how should he put it, it was a bit excessive and he couldn’t sleep well… It was good timing since he hadn’t been able to suggest sleeping apart for fear of hurting Seonwoo Jin’s feelings. Jinyeong still looked disgusted even though he said okay.
“No, there are two bunk beds, why do you insist on sleeping together? Are there ghosts upstairs? Do you get sleep paralysis?”
“…Members can sleep together.”
Even Seonwoo Jin, who retorted like this, thought it was a bit much to hug each other, knead each other’s bodies, or sleep with his thigh wedged between Jion’s legs in one bed. It was because if he let his guard down even slightly, he’d have a physical reaction and an embarrassing situation would occur.
Surprisingly, Seonwoo Jin didn’t want Jion to discover his feelings yet. It’s not really something to say while clinging this blatantly, sleeping while hugging, and kneading, but Seonwoo Jin still found it strange to see a man as a romantic interest, or rather, as a same-sex interest, or rather, romantically, anyway as an object of sexual desire.
Because the other person is Seong Jion… He’s pretty-looking, isn’t he. Kind. Sweet.
He tried to rationalize the situation of his lower half reacting stiffly while thinking that way, but honestly it was absurd. To be sexually aroused by a same-sex member of the same group.
Of course, Jion’s face is the bible of pretty faces in my mind, and he takes care of me sweetly, praises me, fills my self-esteem, even stays behind just the two of us separately for special vocal lessons, always stays by my side when needed and gives me emotional support and stability, gets incredibly jealous over me, controls me, doesn’t refuse intense skinship, confusing me in many ways, but still…
Seonwoo Jin was quite a complex person internally, unlike his empty head. He had severe affection deficiency, was somewhat selfish and self-centered with a narrow field of vision, had been popular with girls his whole life and had never been rejected or treated coldly, yet strangely lacked confidence in being loved—he had a peculiar womanizer temperament.
Due to this tendency, Seonwoo Jin firmly believed Jion liked him but couldn’t be certain what nature of emotion it was and couldn’t honestly confess his own feelings, while simultaneously radiating affection with his whole body due to his crazy affection deficiency, obsession, and delusions.
The two people who were assigned the room farthest from the entrance, the prime spot if you could call it that, came into the room and unpacked as soon as the vlog filming ended. There wasn’t much to organize since they didn’t have much stuff due to forced minimalism. Since they decided to gather and share all clothes and accessories in the dressing room—it was Jinyeong’s suggestion targeting Eungi’s clothes—the move was finished quickly.
“I’ll put the humidifier here.”
The new dorm really suited Jion perfectly. It wasn’t just good because it was a spacious house. What Jion liked were the small details. For example, being able to freely run a humidifier to protect his throat.
“To think I’d acquire this…”
Jion felt like he could cry from the sense of fulfillment.
