On a Friday night with no filming, Doyoung posted a single photo in the group chat.
[Doyoung]
I got the footage ahead of time today.
Wooju, is this photo okay?
When I tapped the photo, I froze on the spot.
It wasn’t footage.
In the photo, Doyoung was lying on the sofa with a white facial mask on his face, and next to him Sani was asleep with his mouth open. On top of that, I was even holding a black pen I’d prepared to doodle on Sani’s face.
[Kim Wooju]
Doyoung
[Kim Wooju]
This isn’t footage
[Kim Wooju]
Delete it quickly;;;;
[Sani]
?
[Sani]
Wait a second
[Sani]
What is that
[Sani]
Why am I sleeping like that?????
[Doyoung]
Oh.
[Doyoung]
I posted the wrong one.
[Kim Wooju]
No
You’re saying that way too calmly, hahaha
[Sani]
Hyung, delete it quickly
Delete it!!!!!!!! 😂😂😂
Doyoung deleted the photo, but it was already too late. One by one, the staff in the chat room started reacting.
[Manager K]
Saved successfully ^^
[Hair Stylist]
Sani slept so well hahaha
[Stylist M]
Please send the mask info 🙈
[Sani]
Oh, seriously
You’re all too much ㅜㅇㅜ
[Doyoung]
I’m sorry.
I selected the wrong photo.
Doyoung’s usual polite message went up, but Sani still couldn’t calm down.
[Sani]
Hyung, this isn’t something you can just end with an apology
[Sani]
Did you see my mouth open?
[Doyoung]
Yeah.
[Sani]
Yeah?????
[Kim Wooju]
Doyoung, I don’t think this is the time to be honest right now hahaha
[Doyoung]
No, Sani.
That’s not it—
At that moment, Doyoung uploaded a new photo.
This time it wasn’t Sani but me, asleep on the sofa. I was pulling Doyoung’s sleeve with one hand, with the blanket pulled up to my chin.
[Kim Wooju]
Hey, Kim Doyoung
[Kim Wooju]
What on earth are you doing
After sending the message, I faltered too. Normally, I didn’t use that kind of blunt speech with Doyoung this strongly.
[Doyoung]
Sorry, Wooju.
[Kim Wooju]
Why are you suddenly speaking so formally;;
[Doyoung]
Because you seemed angry.
[Sani]
hahahahahaha
Hyung Doyoung is scared
[Doyoung]
Choi San, shut up.
[Sani]
Why are you only using casual speech with me?
[Doyoung]
Because you’re not scary.
[Sani]
No way
[Kim Wooju]
Both of you, stop.
And delete all the photos.
[Doyoung]
Yes. Understood.
[Sani]
Yes, Sir Wooju ^^
[Kim Wooju]
Choi San, you have photos too
[Sani]
I’m sorry.
Seeing Sani’s attitude change in one second, I couldn’t hold back my laughter.
[Kim Wooju]
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ okay.
Just don’t send them to anyone.
[Doyoung]
But everyone in the chat has already seen them?
[Kim Wooju]
Doyoung.
[Doyoung]
I’m sorry.
For a moment, the chat room fell silent.
Then Sani sent a private message.
[Sani]
Wooju.
[Kim Wooju]
What?
[Sani]
But is it true that you slept while holding onto Hyung Doyoung’s sleeve?
[Kim Wooju]
I don’t remember.
[Sani]
I’m kind of hurt.
[Kim Wooju]
By what?
[Sani]
Nothing.
Soon after, a private message came from Doyoung too.
[Doyoung]
Wooju, are you very angry?
[Kim Wooju]
It’s fine if you just delete the photo.
[Doyoung]
Actually, I liked that photo.
[Kim Wooju]
What?
[Doyoung]
Nothing. Sleep well.
Why did the two of them leave behind exactly the same kind of incomprehensible words?
I stared at the spot where the deleted photo had been for a long time.
That night, the group chat fell silent, but my heart didn’t calm down at all.
