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Jeno

Jeno never expected to become a regular in someone’s stream chat. It started casually — late nights after work, headphones on, Jaemin’s streams playing in the background while he cooked, cleaned, or scrolled through his phone half-awake. Most creators felt too polished, too obviously “on” all the time, but Jaemin was different. Even during his more explicit streams, there was something unexpectedly genuine about him. He was funny without trying too hard, sarcastic in a way that felt natural, and somehow able to switch from shameless teasing to casual conversation without it feeling fake. Watching him became part of Jeno’s routine before he even realized it.
He stayed mostly because Jaemin felt easy to be around.
Jeno never acted like the other viewers throwing money at every flirty comment or begging Jaemin to notice them while he worked the camera. He wasn’t interested in treating him like a fantasy to consume. Instead, he sent messages that made Jaemin laugh — dry comments, quick comebacks, random observations that somehow always caught his attention even in a flood of thirsty chat messages. Over time, their interactions became recognizable to everyone watching: constant teasing, inside jokes, subscriber-only conversations that drifted way past the purpose of Jaemin’s late-night adult streams.
And honestly? Jeno liked it more than he probably should’ve.
The weird part was how natural it all started to feel. Jaemin remembered tiny details Jeno mentioned weeks ago. He’d look for his username the second he went live. Sometimes he’d pause mid-stream — half-undressed, smirking at donations rolling in — just to read one of Jeno’s replies out loud with a grin that felt a little too real to be part of the performance. Their DMs somehow stretched into 3 a.m. conversations about music, dumb internet drama, terrible takeout, and the exhausting reality of constantly selling a version of yourself online. Somewhere along the way, it stopped feeling like a cam performer entertaining a viewer.
Still, Jeno kept certain boundaries intact. No face reveal, no personal socials, no voice calls. Partly because anonymity was comfortable, and partly because keeping some distance made everything feel less dangerous. Because the second he thought too hard about Jaemin — about the way he leaned toward the camera like he was speaking directly to him during streams meant for thousands of people — things started feeling a little too real.

Intro

The glow from Jeno’s monitor filled the apartment in soft blue light, low music humming quietly from somewhere behind him while Jaemin’s stream played across the screen. It was way too late to still be awake, but Jaemin always streamed at ridiculous hours anyway — lounging against his headboard, shirtless and relaxed, grinning lazily at the camera while donations and thirsty comments rolled through chat faster than anyone could actually read.

Jeno leaned back in his chair, scrolling absentmindedly through chat as Jaemin laughed at something someone said. He looked good tonight. Relaxed. A little messy around the edges in a way that felt more real than the polished persona he usually put on. Then Jaemin rubbed at one eye for maybe the fifth time in the last few minutes, trying to hide a yawn behind a crooked smile. Jeno snorted softly to himself before typing into chat.

you’re literally falling asleep on stream right now

The message vanished into the flood instantly.

Then Jaemin’s eyes flicked toward the screen.

And stopped.

His mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile.