You(r) Tuber Vol 2.

26 Chop-Khun's First Live Stream

 

"Huh?"

 

Teerak lifted his head from the horror movie playing on his iPad, startled when the lights in the vacation house suddenly went out. 

 

He glanced left and right, just realising that everyone had vanished. He took off his headphones just as the sound of multiple voices erupted unexpectedly, causing him to flinch slightly in surprise, as his mind had been immersed in imagining the scary scenes from the movie he'd paused.

 

"Happy Birthday to You"

 

Teerak turned around to find the source of the singing and saw his brother walking toward him with a cake, followed by their father, mother, grandparents, and several other relatives.

 

"Happy Birthday to You

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to You."

 

"You guys spooked me! Thank you so much!" The surprised birthday boy beamed widely, giving a wai to his family, who surrounded him. Then, he noticed his brother holding the cake out to him.

 

"Make a wish quickly. The candles are melting," Chop-khun urged. Teerak closed his eyes briefly to make a wish. Once all the candles were blown out, the lights in the house came back on.

 

"Teerak, come over here to Grandpa and Grandma."

 

Chop-khun placed the cake on the table. He glanced at the birthday boy, who was now receiving gifts from their grandparents. In previous years, Teerak had always smeared cream on Chop-khun as a prank. This year, Chop-khun was determined to get his revenge. While Teerak was distracted, Chop-khun smirked wickedly, scooped some cream from the cake with a spoon, and casually circled around his brother. When he saw that his target was busy thanking the relatives, he seized the moment and lunged forward. But before he could do anything, Teerak turned around and grabbed his wrist.

 

"I knew it!" Teerak grinned brightly.

 

"How did you know?" Chop-khun pouted, trying to free his wrist but failing

 

"You thought you weren't suspicious at all, babe? You were practically hovering over me."

 

Chop-khun kept a straight face, though he was internally frustrated. "Fine, fine, I won't prank you anymore."

 

Teerak shrugged. "Yeah, right. I know you too well, babe."

 

"I'm not lying, let go."

 

"Nope, since you're here, I might as well prank you instead." Teerak used his free hand to snatch the spoon from his brother. "Just a little, okay?"

 

Chop-khun scrunched his face, unable to overpower his younger brother. In the end, he became the one who got pranked. The two began chasing each other around. Their four-year-old twin nieces, Ava and Aiva, saw this and joined in the fun, running after them. Mantou and Kati, the family dogs, also ran excitedly around the house.

 

"These two are playing like kids again," Meili said with a laugh, pulling out her phone to record the chaos. It wasn't unusual for the family to witness such scenes.

 

The sound of laughter filled the room for a while before it all ended with Chop-khun surrendering, too tired to keep running. Once the situation calmed down, everyone gathered at the pavilion in front of the house to enjoy a seaside meal together, everyone except Chop-khun, Teerak, and Meili, who stayed behind to chat while Teerak cut the cake into slices for the kids.

 

"Rak, have you ever met Khun's boyfriend? I haven't seen him yet," Meili asked.

 

"I have."

 

"What's he like?"

 

"Drop-dead gorgeous and super nice." Teerak stopped cutting the cake to look at her. "But let me tell you something, his boyfriend isn't human."

 

"What do you mean, not human?" Meili raised an eyebrow.

 

Chop-khun, who'd been quietly listening, rolled his eyes at his brother, knowing exactly what he was about to say. Ever since Chop-khun posted a video of himself singing with Intouch, Teerak hadn't stopped making fun of him about it.

 

"Well, his boyfriend is a total good egg," Teerak said with a sly grin. "If you don't believe me, check out his latest video. The guy in the video, that's his partner."

 

"Really?" Meili quickly pulled out her phone to watch the clip. After finishing it, she immediately understood the joke. "Wow, such a hottie! And those lovestruck eyes, totally smitten."

 

"Stop it." Chop-khun blushed, grabbing a strawberry from the cake and popping it into his mouth to hide his embarrassment.

 

"When are you going to introduce him to the family?" Meili asked.

 

"We just started dating. I haven't even told Mom and Dad yet."

 

Before anyone could say more, their aunt's voice interrupted.

 

"Oh, Chop-khun, you have a new partner? Is it a girl or a guy this time?"

 

The sentence caused all three of them to exchange glances.

 

"It should be a girl by now, don't you think? That way, you can have adorable kids like Meili."

 

Teerak let out a heavy sigh, but Chop-khun quickly touched his arm to stop him from saying anything. He didn't want to ruin the vibes of his brother's birthday. Besides, their aunt would later gossip about it to everyone else. When no one responded, Mei took the opportunity to continue. "I just wanted to wish Teerak a happy birthday. I didn't get a chance earlier. Have a wonderful year, and stay healthy, sweetie."

 

"Thank you, Auntie." Teerak quickly gave the middle-aged woman a wai before resuming cutting the cake. He didn't say anything more, hoping to end the conversation, but it seemed their aunt didn't realise he didn't wish to converse further.

 

"I heard you got accepted into a program, right?"

 

"Yes," Teerak replied without looking up.

 

"Good, good. This time, I hope you actually graduate. Studying medicine for two years and then suddenly dropping out- no patience at all. Hopefully, you're not going to drop out again this time, so your parents won't be embarrassed anymore..."

 

Teerak had had enough. He set the knife down on the table and glanced up at her, ready to respond. But Chop-khun spoke first.

 

"Why does that concern you, Auntie?"

 

Teerak exchanged a bewildered look with Meili, who seemed just as shocked. It was the first time they'd seen Chop-khun talk to Mei like that. And it didn't stop there.

 

"If you don't have anything nice to say, you don't have to say anything at all," Chop-khun added. Of course, Mei was just as taken aback. 

 

"Do you really have to talk to me like that, Khun? I was only trying to help."

 

"Thank you for your concern, but it's not necessary. Mom and Dad have never been bothered by this, not even a little. So, you don't need to worry about it either."

 

"Well! If I can't even say anything or give advice, then I won't bother any of you anymore."

 

"Thank you," Chop-khun replied immediately, his face calm. Mei huffed in frustration and stormed out of the house, muttering loudly enough for everyone to hear, "No respect for elders. Both brothers are just as awful."

 

Chop-khun didn't respond. He turned to his younger brother and said, "Don't let her words get to you."

 

"Don't worry. I don't care about what she babbles. Honestly, you should've said something like that a long time ago. Maybe then she'd stop meddling in our lives."

 

Chop-khun didn't say anything more. Part of him felt uneasy about speaking so harshly, but another part agreed with his brother.

 

"You're feeling guilty, aren't you?" Teerak could tell from his brother's expression. "If you hadn't said anything, I would've given her a piece of my mind."

 

"She deserved it. She never changes," Meili chimed in. She knew Chop-khun was usually calm and non-confrontational, even as a child. He wouldn't reach his limit if it weren't truly dire.

 

"Yeah, forget it," Chop-khun brushed off the unnecessary guilt. Their aunt had never cared about how her words affected others, so he shouldn't dwell on it either. Besides, he'd never let her speak poorly to his brother the way she had to him.

 

They shifted the conversation to childhood memories, and the earlier tension began to fade. They chatted so much that Aiva and Ava eventually came to fetch them for dinner. But when the twins saw the chocolate cake, their attention was immediately diverted.

 

"Mommy, I want cake," Ava said.

 

"Me too," Aiva added.

 

Chop-khun looked down at his twin nieces, who were both pointing in unison at the cake on the table.

 

"No, you need to eat dinner first, then you can have dessert. Go find Daddy; I'll join you soon," Meili said firmly before heading to the bathroom. But the little girls remained rooted in place.

 

"Aiva, you ask," Ava whispered to her sister. "Uncle Khun and Uncle Rak are nice. They might let us have some."

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Trust me."

 

Chop-khun and Teerak nearly burst out laughing as they overheard the twins' solemn discussion, thinking the adults couldn't hear them.

 

Once the girls had made up their minds, they turned to make their request. Chop-khunn almost gave in when he saw their puppy eyes. But remembering how they'd refused to eat dinner after having snacks the day before, Meili had strictly warned him not to indulge them. Seeing Teerak nod at him to handle the situation, Chop-khun crouched down and looked at the twins. Their identical, adorable faces made it hard to tell them apart, but thankfully, Aiva had short hair, and Ava had long hair.

 

"Aiva, Ava, do you like shrimp?" Chop-khun asked gently, deciding to use food as a distraction, just as he'd done with his little brother when they were kids.

 

"Yes!" the girls answered in unison.

 

"There are lots of big shrimp outside today. If you eat shrimp first, then you can have dessert next. That way, you get to enjoy two delicious things."

 

Ava and Aiva exchanged hesitant glances. Seeing that, Chop-khun continued, "How about we eat dinner first? I'll peel lots of shrimp for you."

 

"But... can we have just one bite of cake first?" Ava negotiated.

 

"Please, Uncle Khun," Aiva added, holding up one finger. "Just one bite."

 

Chop-khun's resolve wavered. "Okay, one bite each, but then you have to eat dinner. Deal?"

 

"Can we have two bites?"

 

"Just one," Chop-khun insisted. The little girls nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Oh, P' In, you're here early! Mom and Dad aren't even home yet."

 

Ingfah's jolly greeting rang out as soon as she saw her older brother walk into the living room. They'd planned to have dinner with their parents, so everyone was gathering here.

 

"I finished work early, so I came ahead," Intouch answered, sitting down on the sofa next to his sister. Noticing the laptop on the table with an unfinished project slide open, he turned to her with interest. "What are you working on?"

 

"Practising a presentation for a new project for a client. It's great that you're here. Can you help me review the slides and watch me practice?" Ingfah blinked her eyes pleadingly, knowing her brother had experience with this kind of thing. Their father often mentioned how skilled and meticulous Intouch was during his internship. 

 

Everyone at the company praised him constantly, and even the department head she now worked with often spoke highly of him. Intouch nodded and picked up the laptop, placing it on his lap. "Are you presenting alone?"

 

"No, there's another senior from my department, P'Bow. She said she interned with you before. Do you remember her?"

 

"I do. She's in the same department as you?"

 

"Yes, she's amazing! She's given me so much advice."

 

"That's good," Intouch said as he focused on the slides. "Working with talented people helps you learn a lot."

 

Intouch complimented the slide design before asking about her work at the company. Ingfah shared the challenges she faced and sought his advice. It was then that she realised her brother truly was as skilled as everyone said. They exchanged ideas about work in depth for the first time, spending quite a while talking. Until...

 

"P'In, turn your face this way for a moment."

 

Intouch looked at his sister, who was scrutinising his face with a peculiar, mischievous smile.

 

"What is it?" he asked flatly.

 

"I was just wondering..." She squinted her eyes and tilted her head. "Is my brother a person or a good egg?"

 

"..." Intouch sighed.

 

"Your face is round, just like an egg!"

 

Intouch kept a straight face, trying to suppress a smile, but he couldn't help it. 

 

"..."

"And so delectable! You must be an ornate dish-like a frittata," she teased, giggling.

 

"Go back to practising your presentation. You're rambling." 

 

Intouch changed the subject, getting up to sit on the massage chair in the corner of the room. He ignored her as she continued to sing teasingly. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, the first thing he did was open YouTube to read the comments on Chop-khun's latest singing video. 

 

‘Being the videographer, the musician, he's everything for him, isn't he?’

 

‘The seaside vibes are so romantic today! Your voice is amazing, P'Khun! I wish you had your own songs.'

 

‘Still as top-notch as ever-both the visuals and the sound. Looking forward to the full travel vlog!'

 

‘Such a soothing voice. I've been following you since forever.'

 

‘The guitar, the sea, and Khun's voice-pure gold for the ears!'

 

‘That eye contact was like they were falling in love. Are you two dating?'

 

‘Smooth editing. The visuals are stunning.'

 

‘The cameraman is so hot and plays the guitar well. Can I have him, P'Khun? LOL!

 

'Such a soothing voice.'

 

'You two should appear together more often. You match so well.'

 

'Listening to this makes me blush.'

 

‘I've been following since Khun sang without showing his face. So happy to see him more confident now.'

 

'I can smell the love!'

 

'If you told me you were dating, I wouldn't be surprised.'

 

'What camera did you use? The quality is amazing.'

 

‘Were you singing for the person next to you? I love seeing them together. There's just some kind of energy there. LMAO.'

 

"I've been replaying this.'

 

'His gaze is just too much.'

 

'Such a great voice. Please sing more often.'

 

‘I don't even know why I'm blushing.'

 

‘I love this channel so much. Thank you for always producing great content.'

 

'Congrats on reaching 50,000 followers!'

 

Intouch smiled at the comments, feeling genuinely happy for Chop-khun, whose work was being appreciated and followed by an increasing number of people. From just a few hundred followers, his audience grew to 50,000 in a few months. After reading every comment, Intouch switched to Instagram and saw that Chop-khun had posted a new photo just five minutes ago.

 

Twenty-one years ago today was one of the happiest days of my life. I still remember the feeling of seeing Rak's face for the first time. He was so tiny I was afraid to hold him. Time flies so fast. Before I knew it, my little boy had grown up this much. I wish you happiness and smiles every day, but if there's ever a day you feel like crying, just let it out. I'll be the one to comfort you. Happy birthday, Teerak. Love you :)*

 

Intouch read the caption and scrolled through the photos. The first was of an eight-year-old Chop-khun kissing Phornlaphat's pregnant belly. The next was of a nine-year-old Chop-khun holding a baby on a bed, his face full of joy.

 

Intouch smiled at the adorable, puckish face of the little Chop-khun. Even though he'd seen photos of Chop-khun as a child before, he still enjoyed looking at them. The third photo showed Chop-khun in his high school uniform putting socks on a kindergarten-aged Teerak. The last photo was recent: a selfie of Chop-khun grinning at the camera, with Teerak sleeping in the background, hugging a teddy bear.

 

Intouch scrolled through the photos again before checking Chop-khun's story, which had been reposted from a relative named Meili. In the clip, Chop-khun was hugging Teerak and planting a big kiss on his cheek. Seeing this, Intouch sent a message on Instagram.

 

‘I want a kiss, too.'

 

He thought Chop-khun mightn't reply immediately since he was spending time with his family. But within a minute, a reply came through.

 

'Just a kiss on the cheek?'

 

Intouch smiled and typed back.

 

'Let's see, what else could I have?'

 

'?'

 

He didn't have to wait long for an answer.

 

'A hug.'

 

Intouch chuckled again and sent a frowning emoji. Chop-khun quickly replied with a tongue-out emoji.

 

‘Don't like it?'

 

'Then what do you want, In?'

 

Intouch could imagine Chop-khun's face, probably enjoying teasing him as always.

 

'You.'

 

The message was read immediately, but Chop-khun kept typing and deleting, not sending anything back. Intouch chuckled softly.

 

‘Is that okay?'

 

(Blushing emoji)

 

Intouch glanced up to see if Ingfah was around. When he saw she wasn't, he typed to ask if they could video call. Chop-khun agreed, and soon his face appeared on the screen, lounging on a sun chair.

 

[I was just about to call you, In. Our minds are in sync.]

 

"And our hearts, too."

 

Chop-khun scrunched his nose before smiling so brightly his eyes disappeared. Seeing that, Intouch couldn't help but smile back and ask, "What are you up to?"

 

[I'm out here with Kati and Mantou, letting them run around. Look.]

 

Chop-khun said, switching the camera to show the two dogs chasing each other on the beach.

 

[They love the sea so much. They won't come back when I call them. Watch this.]

 

Chop-khun called out to Kati and Mantou, and they came running with wagging tails. But as soon as he said 'go inside,' they both flopped onto their backs, rolling around on the grass, refusing to go in.

 

[See that? Both of them are a mess. I'll have to give them a bath later.] Chop-khun complained lightheartedly, switching the camera back to his face.

 

"Did you have fun on your trip?"

 

[Yeah, it was great. I ate so much, everything was delicious. I'll have to start working out seriously when I get back. Are you staying at the condo or home tonight?]

 

"The condo. I didn't bring Fancy with me."

 

Chop-khun nodded. 

 

[I miss Fancy as well. Haven't seen her in a while.]

 

"You miss the cat but not me?"

 

Chop-khun smiled softly and replied, [Of course, I miss you. I can't wait for the day after tomorrow. Do you miss me, In?]

 

"I miss you, too. What time will you get back to Bangkok tomorrow?"

 

[Probably late evening. My family wants to stop by a café and pick up some souvenirs before heading back.]

 

Intouch nodded. "You're going live tonight, right?"

 

[Yeah, I'm so nervous.]

 

"What's there to be nervous about?"

 

[I'm worried I'll mess up or that no one will watch.]

 

At 8 PM, Chop-khun was going live on Instagram for the first time to chat with his followers, answer questions he hadn't had time to respond to in the comments, and thank everyone for their support. But since he'd never done anything like this before, he wasn't very confident.

 

"You'll do great. Don't overthink it," Intouch consoled his lover gently. "Just relax and be yourself. I think the people watching already like you for who you are... just like I do."

 

Chop-khun, who'd been listening intently, broke into a smile at the last sentence. He looked at Intouch's slightly smiling face and softly said, [Thank you.]

 

"I'll be waiting for the live, Khun."

 

[Okay.]

 

Intouch kept smiling as they talked until he felt someone watching him. When he looked up, his smiling face immediately turned serious.

 

"When did you two get here?" he asked his parents, trying to keep his voice steady.

 

"Just now," Ladda replied with a smile. "Keep talking, dear."

 

[Are your mom and dad there?] Chop-khun whispered. [Say hi to them for me.]

 

"Sure," Intouch told the person on the other end of the call. "I'll go have dinner now."

 

[Okay, talk later.]

 

Intouch ended the call and got up from the chair. As he met the eyes of his parents and sister, who were standing in a row, he immediately knew they'd overheard at least part of his conversation.

 

"Let's go eat. Are you all hungry yet?"

 

"P'In probably isn't hungry anymore, Mom," Ingfah teased, her tone cheeky as she gave Intouch a knowing look. "He looks so full... full of happiness."

 

Intouch's ears turned even redder. He decided to walk ahead of everyone to the dining table, only to hear his father call out behind him.

 

"When you have time, bring your boyfriend over. We'd love to meet him."

——————-

 

At exactly 7 PM, Chop-khun hurried to his room to prepare for his live stream. He showered and washed his hair, feeling nervous. As the time drew closer, he grew increasingly anxious. But remembering Intouch's encouraging words helped ease his worries a bit. After stepping out of the bathroom in a robe, he grabbed an oversized black T-shirt and a pair of shorts to put on. Meanwhile, Teerak, who was lying face down on the bed playing on his phone, spoke up.

 

"P'In left a birthday comment for me."

 

"I saw it." Chop-khun glanced at his younger brother. "He said when we're back in Bangkok, we should all have dinner together."

 

"Sure, sounds good."

 

"His little sister will come too."

 

"Okay. How old is P'In's sister?"

 

"A couple of years older than you, I think. She just graduated recently."

 

Teerak nodded while still focused on his game. "Let me know the date in advance so I can clear my schedule."

 

"Alright," Chop-khun said with a smile, relieved that his brother seemed fine with the plan.

 

"You're about to go live, right? Can I stay on the bed, babe?"

 

"Of course. I'll just adjust the camera angle."

 

Chop-khun didn't have time to overthink. He set up his phone on the desk, adjusting the camera to show only his upper body. After checking the angle and lighting, he sat down in the chair. While waiting for the time to pass, he chatted with Intouch on LINE. As soon as the clock struck 8 PM, he started the live stream, his heart pounding.

 

Chop-khun smiled when he saw Intouch's personal Instagram account appear among the first viewers. The growing number of viewers gradually eased his nerves.

 

"Hello, everyone," Chop-khun greeted the camera with a smile before reading the incoming comments.

 

‘So cute!'

'Hi there!'

'Hi.'

'Khun is here!'

'You don't even have to do anything to be adorable.'

'Looking handsome today.'

'Where are you now, P' Khun?'

 

"I'm currently on a trip to Hua Hin," Chop-khun replied.

 

‘Sweetie pie!!!'

‘Don't push your hair back-it's too handsome!'

'Who are you travelling with? Did you go with your boyfriend? When's the next video coming out?'

 

Chop-khun smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm here with my family. The next video will be out next week."

 

'Adorable.'

'How long will the live stream be?'

'Awwww.'

'That smile is precious'

‘Where's Kati?'

'Haven't seen Kati on camera much lately.'

 

"Kati? One moment." Chop-khun bent down to pick up Kati, who was lying on his feet. He held the pup up to the camera.

"Here's Kati."

 

Chop-khun waved Kati's front paw at the camera. The dog sniffed the screen curiously, tilting his head as hearts and comments flooded the screen. The Pomeranian's cuteness drew so many comments that Chop-khun could barely keep up.

 

'Will there be a video with Kati?'

'So adorbs!'

‘I miss Kati.'

'Such an angel.'

‘I want to squish those cheeks.'

‘Kati stuck out his tongue!'

‘Both the owner and the pupster are adorable.'

‘Has Kati gained weight?

'What do you feed Kati, P' Khun?'

 

"Kati has so many fans! He's not fat, just fluffy," Chop-khun laughed. "As for videos, after I post the Phuket video, I'll upload a 'One Day with Kati' video. So for those asking, stay tuned!" He placed Kati on his lap, where the little dog remained fascinated by the screen, standing on his hind legs to peer at it while Chop-khun answered more questions.

 

‘This is Preaw. Do you remember me, P'Khun?'

‘So cute.’

‘I'm outside. Don't end the live yet.'

 

Kati looks like he wants to join the chat. Chop-khun beamed, recognising the name right away. Preaw was someone who'd asked him for a photo at Siam. "Of course, I remember. How have you been, Preaw?"

 

‘I'm doing well!'

‘I want to meet you too.'

‘What's your favourite song?'

'How old are you? You look so young!

‘Where's the guitarist?'

"I love the camera angles and editing in all your videos.'

 

"Oh, P'Khim, you're watching as well? Hi! The credit for the filming and editing goes to In. He's amazing at it." Chop-khun continued to talk with his fans. By now, over 200 people were watching the live stream, more than he'd expected. The topic of conversation shifted to art.

 

‘I love your art style. It's so detailed.'

'Will you have an exhibition?'

‘Your art is beautiful.'

‘I caught a glimpse of a tattoo. Do you have one, P'Khun? Make a tutorial video on drawing!'

'What's your favourite type of colour to use in your art?'

‘Please do a live stream while drawing.'

 

“Thank you for liking my work." Chop-khun read through the questions and tried to answer as many as he could.

 

‘Have you ever gotten tired of drawing?'

 

"Have I ever gotten tired of drawing? Honestly, yes. Drawing for fun and drawing for work are completely different experiences. Sometimes, client expectations can be overwhelming. And having to draw almost every day, even when you're not in the mood, is really tough. It's a constant battle with yourself. But do I still love drawing? Yes, I do. On days when I really can't, I take a break and do something else. Right now, what helps me relax is working on my channel. I genuinely enjoy it."

 

‘That's work life for you.'

‘I feel the same. I used to love photography, but shooting for work every day made me sick of it.'

‘At least you're doing what you love.'

‘Hang in there! I'm losing passion for a job I once loved too. I hope I can feel the same way about it again someday'

'I don't like working. I actually don't like doing anything.'

 

Chop-khun offered words of encouragement to those who had similar experiences, and he received kind words in return. The exchange of thoughts and feelings made him feel more at ease. It wasn't as nerve-wracking as he'd initially feared.

 

‘Who's behind you?'

 

Chop-khun turned around immediately upon seeing the comment and spotted Teerak walking out of the bathroom.

 

"I'm here with my little brother."

 

‘Is that Teerak?'

‘İs your brother P'Rak?'

 

"Yes, Teerak is my younger brother," Chop-khun said, unfazed that some people recognised his brother. After all, Teerak had tens of thousands of followers on Instagram.

 

‘Why don't you make videos together?'

‘I'd love to see you two in a video.'

‘Both of you are so cute.'

'My heart can't take it'

'Are you planning to get more tattoos?'

 

"Making a video together sounds interesting. I'll ask Teerak about it. Let me think of some content first. As for more tattoos, I don't think so, at least not right now."

 

'That dog looks familiar.'

'Kati looks sleepy.'

'Is my sweetie Kati tired already?'

‘P'Khun, Kati's about to fall asleep.'

‘Put Kati to bed first.'

 

Chop-khun glanced at Kati on the screen and saw that the tiny dog was dozing off. He laughed and excused himself to put Kati to bed before returning to the camera.

 

‘Your voice is so sweet.'

‘What's your favourite song right now?'

'Congrats on reaching 50,000 followers!'

 

Chop-khun smiled. "Yes, we've reached 50,000 followers now. I can't believe it myself. Thank you so much to everyone who follows and shares. I'm thrilled."

 

‘I've been following since the beginning.'

‘I always like and share your videos. I hope you go viral soon.'

‘Wishing you a million subscribers soon.

‘Seeing your face motivates me to work.'

'Sing a song for us.'

 

"Sing a song?" Chop-khun repeated the comment, noticing that it was from Intouch. He tried to suppress a smile before responding, "What song should I sing?"

 

‘Too bad there's no one to play the guitar for you today!'

‘Sing, sing!'

'Can we request a song?'

 

"Sure, you can request it, but I'm not sure if I can sing it."

 

‘This is the moment for some love songs to your special someone.'

 

Chop-khun spun sharply to look at Teerak, who'd sent the comment and was now grinning impishly from the bed. He narrowed his eyes at his little brother before turning back to the screen. Viewers began typing song requests, some of which he recognised and others he didn't. As he read through the suggestions, one Instagram handle caught his eye. Tewit's personal Instagram.

 

'My fav ex (แฟนเก่าคนโปรด) by SLAPKISS'

 

Chop-khun tried not to show any reaction. He skipped over the comment but then saw Tewit send another song title.

 

'Please Please (กลับมาคบกันเถอะ) by Billkin'

 

Not even ten seconds later, Intouch sent a song suggestion as well. This time, it wasn't from his personal account but from his professional one, which had hundreds of thousands of followers. Naturally, many viewers of the live stream also followed Intouch's account.

 

'CUTE (แฟนผมน่ารัก) by BOW Maylada'

 

Chop-khun's face turned a deep shade of red, the warmth spreading visibly across his cheeks. He did his best to maintain his composure, even as the viewers flooded the comments with relentless teasing.

 

‘Isn't that P'In's Instagram?'

'That's too bold, babygirl.'

'Looks like someone's flustered.'

‘P'Khun is so adorable when he's shy. Please be shy more often!'

‘Why am I blushing too?'

‘wanna scream!'

‘Whoa, that's over the top.'

'Just spill it already’

'One confirmed blushing person spotted’

 

Chop-khun pressed his lips together, trying to hold back a smile, as he noticed the number of viewers skyrocketing within minutes. Then, out of nowhere, peculiar comments started to pop up.

 

'Does your name really mean "I like you?" I thought it was, "I like stealing other people's boyfriends."

 

Chop-khun furrowed his brows in confusion. It wasn't just one comment like this; there were several.

 

Wait a sec.

What on earth is going on here?!