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Lee Manyu has been a steady follower of Yoo Joonghyuk–or better known as the SUPREME KING (yes all caps because he is the king)–for 2 years. Ever since he stumbled upon his user name while scrolling through reddit (He was reading AITA? When the person who posted it mentioned him) and color him intrigued opened twitch to search his user and was faced with a cold face.
Though his face looked like someone you'd find on the cover of vogue wearing a suit tailored by masters instead of a black hoodie with neon lines imbedded into their seams, his face held the features of someone who was constipated–both emotionally and physically–and the universe does play fair, because, fame, a face card, and a high counting of followers should come with a price, and Lee Manyu nodded with the type of assurance of a philosopher that the price he paid was human emotion, therefore he was stripped of all privilege of feeling such.
For the first few minutes he didn't know what exactly drew the people in (because having that many followers was insane) then it hit him. His incredible gameplay.
The way he silently moved along the map with such vigor and flawlessness was captivating. The way his movements were done with such grace and every strike was a calculated kill was enough to make him stay. Regardless of the silent mug that his screen constantly showed, he found his silence–other than the occasional grunt, sigh, and cursing–rather comforting.
He found himself eating while watching him play, even going as far as paying for a basic subscription–genuinely as far as a college student can afford–He enjoyed his videos and he enjoyed his company.
One day, Yoo Joonghyuk went live with the captions of "QnA, answering long awaited questions" And he was struck with glee. He thanked every god in the universe that he finally decided to agree on a QnA after years of begging and doubt if they, as viewers were worth any requests at all.
He couldn't pay for a VIP subscription to comment("Holy fuck, 1487 Yen???") so he just hoped the comments asked the question he was meaning to ask for so long, ever since he got 6ft deep into the Yoo lore.
"Does Yoo Joonghyuk have a significant other?"
This question was passed around like basketball, yet it never had an answer or any clear evidence. This man was a wall in all terms, no one ever dared climb it because most of them were satisfied with the surface, Lee Manyu was not. And the question still hovered like a dark cloud over his existence, a dilemma he was stuck with thinking of.
Because, on one hand he had the emotional intelligence of a hermit crab, but on the other hand, he was sexy and had the body of a Greek god with hands that looked all to seducing than it should (Watching two years worth of his streams and watching fan videos gets you to that point of getting to see the rare instance of what's behind that hoodie and got too many close up of those hands. And dear god….)
So of course many people would question it. There have also been rumors that his past relationship with Lee Seolwha was just a sham and they’re still together. Yoo Joonghyuk gave no other comment about the woman except calling her a close friend, which again, brought the fans to a spiral.
“So, Joonghyuk, any special people in your life as of now?” The girl with chopped hair in a purple hoodie asked with a kind of mischief a cat would have as she raised her eyebrows.
Lee Manyu leaned in close towards his screen as if getting closer meant hearing his response better.
“Well…” The tips of his ears burned red, and he was tripping over his words, and wow, they must be really pretty or amazing to get this man to react like this. “There is one. But I won't say for the sake of his privacy.”
He groaned in response and threw his head back, disappointed by the lack of information. He decided to skip a few questions in favor of taking care of the dishes.
He stood up and left to put his plate on the sink.
Wait.
DID HE SAY HE???
He promptly dropped the plate and rushed to re-play the video.