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"And, the one who will carry out this task is..." The host's voice drags on as he reaches into a box and takes a piece of paper, reading the name and turning it to the audience as he announces. "Kim! I! Wol!" and Iwol wants to dig a hole and die in it, or something similar because it turns out to be him and his rotten luck instead of the other five and he really needs to get that shovel before he dies from all of the eyes poking holes in him instead. "Now, what you will have to do, is call your top contact and get them to call you handsome! And, to make it harder, talented! All within five minutes of starting the call."
Complying hesitantly, Iwol drags his phone out of his pocket at the record slowest speed ever and opens it up, finding his contacts list and the top being Seo Hoyun (which, he was not surprised about, however he did not know how others would feel about it.) He can see and hear a few murmurs when he shows off Hoyun's contact, obviously avoiding revealing any numbers and such other things, and thanks every existing deity that he had the foresight to not properly name contacts beyond simple names - the other members of Spark being the sole exceptions. Of course, before the host can comment on it further he clicks the call button, and waits as it rings once, and then picks up.
["Hello? Iwol?"]
"Ah, it's me!" Iwol speaks, intentionally exaggerated as if a silent warning, and he hears a subtle gasp on the other end, before Hoyun's voice quickly follows a similar tune, no longer quiet or familiar as it was earlier. Slightly, he was glad the audience wouldn't hear more of that soft tone, which Iwol preferred to be only for him. "Are you busy?"
["Mm, I was just doing some filming before I got your call."] On the other end, Hoyun chuckles lightly, and Iwol doesn't have to look to know the swooning expressions of a few staff. ["Just found a corner to answer, need something?"]
"Right, right.." He feels a wave of nervousness wash over him as he glances at the other members of Spark, almost all of them looking dumbfounded. Which, he doesn't find surprising, after all, The Dawn are quite famous in every right. It made no sense for Iwol to be so familiar with someone whose face was on so many billboards. "Well.... I was feeling down today and I needed some encouragement?" He doesn't fish for the compliments, he knows he doesn't deserve them, especially in the face of pretty cutie visual Lee Cheonghyeon and Centre Emperor Choi Jeho, and he isn't in the mood to be humiliated either. "I need some help boosting my self esteem..."
["Haha, and you called me for it?"] Seo Hoyun giggles openly, tone growing warmer, to the point any viewer would question if Iwol was a Nouel, with all the softness. ["Then I'll deliver, my handsome, amazing, perfect, diligent, talented genius of a friend Kim Iwol... Who's so hardworking and doesn't realise how vital he is in any equation."]
Well, there he had finished the task, with more than three minutes left on the clock. He glances around, noticing how nobody really seemed to stop him, as if urging for the call to continue for more content.
"Thank you." He almost mumbles into the phone, face already turning red at the overkill which he doesn't mind.
["Should I keep going?"]
"No need.. You're already so... Indescribable yourself, it feels like an insult to ask you to keep complimenting me. When you're so busy too."
["Sounds like nonsense. You're really, really cool, Iwol! Every day, I always admire your hard work."] Stunned to silence, Iwol waits for Hoyun to continue. ["But anyways... I haven't seen you in a while. I miss you, Iwol~"]
"I, I, I, I, I.. I also miss you, Hoyun." After a series of failed stutters, his slow response draws a bark of laughter from the other end of the phone, and he'd already considered a great excuse for this. Fanservice for Fujoshis! The base excuse for any same-sex idol secret relationship. His shutdown systems booted up to finally let himself flirt back with his god-like malewife who looks more perfect than the word itself. "I spend a lot of time thinking about you, so maybe we should make my dreams come true? If schedule allows it..."
["... Let me see with my manager."] Hoyun, obviously flustered, takes a long pause before finally answering, and then continues. ["Hm, are you the reason why I keep sneezing lately?"]
"I didn't know I was being an inconvenience, should I cut back?"
["No, it makes me happy to know you're thinking and talking about me."]
"Can I talk to you instead? It's more satisfying to see the real thing than just imagining it."
["Hmm, why not.. You're talking to me already!"]
Before Iwol can reply, he hears another voice cutting in, before Hoyun speaks again.
["Seems I'm being called for.. Bye, Iwol! L-... I'll wait for our next meeting."] He knows Hoyun almost slipped up in a moment of carelessness, but brushes it off and speaks his own goodbyes before the call cuts off. He glances at the timer, a minute left. Then, he looks around to see the expressions of the people, even the host seemed dumbfounded.
"Well." He says, stepping back in line with the rest of Spark, who were sending gazes as if they required answers.
"Well!"
[Title: Spark Kim Iwol and Seo Hoyun in cahoots???
If you don't know Kim Iwol, just search up his name. Anyways, I was watching a small variety show with Spark on it, and suddenly Seo Hoyun gets mentioned and called?? And he picks up the call despite being in middle of work?? And FLIRTS with Iwol.]
>[What the fuck.]
>>[What the fuck x2]
>>>[What the fuck x3]
>[HOYUNNN you were supposed to wait for me!!]
>>[I feel so betrayed..]
>>[Is it the same Hoyun?]
>>>[Doesn't he usually avoid dating scandals?]
>>[Goddamn parasocial fans]
>[I was watching casually and suddenly heard Hoyun's perfect ass voice and wasn't so casual anymore.]
>>[The whole clip of the call is being sent and shared everywhere omhhhh.]