svt did thirst tweets but only four members can you make it so it’s all of them plus Luna! I think it will be funny. Maybe FML era promotions so they are complete!!! i NEED the tweets to be UNHINGED!!
ʚིᵋ ⋆ SEVENTEEN READS THIRST TWEETS ࣪ ! ˓ ౨ৎ ࣪˖ ─── now playing…
synopsis: SEVENTEEN read unhinged thirst tweets, laugh through chaos, and barely survive the secondhand embarrassment.
wc: 10.1k
that recent buzzfeed video only had 4 members and honestly, i also wanted ALL of them there soooo, here is my brain indulging me and all of you lovelies with an ot14 version of Thirst Tweets!! hope you lovelies enjoy reading! 💕
also, this might be my last post FOR A WHILE! before you guys panic, i have decided to take a break from this blog (only for a little while) because i have been extremely burnout and honestly, i haven’t been 100% satisfied with my recent works because of that. i also have been extremely busy with school and my own personal life, i haven’t got the time to focus on this blog. so, i decided take a short break. don’t worry, i will be back soon. i just need to regroup and rest for a while. i am extremely proud of this blog and happy that i have all of you to appreciate it so i will not take it for granted! I WILL BE BACK! but for now, this will be the last (for now!!!) i hope you guys understand! i will see you soon, my lovelies! 💞
disclaimer! suggestive content!
╰ ౨ৎ LUNA-VERSE MASTERLIST ╰ ౨ৎ more interviews
bold dialogues are spoken in english ღ
The stark white backdrop of the BuzzFeed studio glowed brightly under the overhead lights, making the already-vibrant group look even sharper against the minimalist setting. It was just fourteen members— all in sleek, coordinated casuals, hair styled immaculately, faces lightly powdered— seated in two neat rows on tall stools.
The back row held the first seven: S.Coups at the far left, Jun beside him, followed by Hoshi, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, The8, and Woozi. Each sat comfortably, slightly angled toward the center, phones in their hands and soft smiles playing on their faces.
The front row featured the remaining seven: from left to right, Dino, DK, Mingyu, Luna, Joshua, Vernon, and Seungkwan. There was a soft buzz of conversation among them, some teasing each other, others adjusting how they held their phones or sneakily peeking at the tweets they’d be reading soon.
Then came the cue.
“Okay!” S.Coups clapped his hands once, his tone steady but energized, immediately commanding attention. It was the classic leader tone— not too loud, but firm, familiar. The low chatter ceased, and all heads turned his way as he leaned slightly forward in his seat.
“Say the name!” he announced with a practiced smile, one that lit up his eyes.
Without hesitation, the members moved in perfect sync, raising their right hands in a sharp gesture as they chorused, “SEVENTEEN!”
Then, almost as one organism, they bowed respectfully, hands neatly placed on laps or knees before coming back up with bright, practiced smiles.
“Hello, we are SEVENTEEN!” they all said in unison, voices overlapping in a smooth harmony of tones and accents— the result of hundreds of group intros over the years.
The camera zoomed in slightly as the individual introductions began, starting with the leader seated on the far left of the back row.
“Hi, I’m S.Coups.” He gave a small wave and a signature soft, sheepish grin that didn’t match his charismatic aura, the corners of his eyes crinkling.
“Hi, I’m Jun.” Jun smiled warmly, his head tilting just a little, as if to soften the edge of his already angelic visuals.
“Hello! I’m Hoshi!” Hoshi beamed, throwing up his signature tiger claw hands mid-air with a playful roar sound, the move so second-nature it felt like muscle memory.
“Hi, I’m Jeonghan.” Jeonghan lifted his hand in a loose wave, expression calm and mischievously unreadable, the slight smirk on his lips giving nothing away but knowing everything.
“Hi, I’m Wonwoo.” Wonwoo’s deep voice came out in a quiet, calm tone. He gave a subtle nod and a tight-lipped smile, charming in its effortless simplicity.
“Hi, I’m The8.” Minghao’s posture was perfect, chin lifted slightly as he greeted the camera with a confident but calm smile.
“Hi, I’m Woozi.” Woozi said it quickly and clearly, his expression professional, though the small lift of his brows and a twitch at the corner of his mouth hinted he knew what chaos they were about to dive into.
The camera panned to the front row now, beginning with Dino.
“Hello, I’m Dino.” He sat upright, grinning with a mix of excitement and nervous energy, like the youngest sibling bracing himself to read something very not maknae-friendly.
“Hello! I’m DK!” DK waved both hands enthusiastically, a smile stretching his cheeks so widely it made Mingyu beside him laugh a little under his breath.
“Hi, I’m Mingyu! Nice to meet you!” Mingyu said, his voice low and smooth as he leaned slightly forward to the camera with a practiced charm.
“Hello, I’m Luna.” Luna’s soft British accent was evident as she smiled at the camera, the accent catching the attention of even the crew behind it.
“Hi, I’m Joshua.” Joshua’s tone was warm, with a hint of his American accent bleeding through. His posture was perfect, and he smiled calmly like he was born in front of the camera.
“Hi, I’m Vernon.” Vernon lifted his hand in a casual wave, the motion easy and relaxed.
“Hi, I’m Seungkwan!” Seungkwan finished the roll call with a confident tone and slight bounce in his seat, always bringing the flair of a seasoned entertainer.
Then Luna leaned slightly forward, the camera subtly centering her frame.
“And we are here with BuzzFeed to read Thirst Tweets.” Luna said, her tone clear, calm, but with a teasing smile tugging at her lips.
A chorus of reactions immediately burst from the group.
“Ooooh~!”
“Wow!”
“Ahh, here we go,” Hoshi laughed, already rubbing his hands together.
“Thirst Tweets.” Mingyu echoed with a wide grin, like he was tasting the phrase on his tongue. “I think it’s going to be fun.”
He nodded to himself, shifting slightly in his seat. “I thought it would be fun from the moment I heard we were going to do this.”
The others murmured in agreement, the atmosphere buzzing now with barely restrained laughter and anticipation.
“Right? I’m excited.” Luna nodded, mock-serious, her lips twitching with a smirk.
“You know,” Seungkwan chimed in, sitting a little taller as his inner MC mode turned on, “we’ve heard a lot of thirst comments from fans over the years, so I’m hoping some of them go a bit bold. I’m excited to see just how much they’ll make us laugh.”
DK leaned over toward him slightly, holding in a laugh. “That’s cute, thinking fans are gonna hold back.”
“I’m nervous,” Dino admitted, laughing nervously. “This is my first time doing something like this.”
“It’s okay. It’ll be fun,” Jeonghan said plainly.
Mingyu glanced at the camera, holding up his phone. “All right. Let’s not waste time. Some of these tweets are… long.”
“That’s what scares me!” Hoshi laughed again, bouncing slightly on his stool.
Then Vernon looked around the group, lifting his brows as he held his phone more securely in both hands.
“Let’s go?” he asked casually.
A chorus of overlapping responses echoed around him.
“Yes.”
“Let’s go!”
“Lets do it!”
“I’m not ready—”
“Too late now.”
The phones were lifted, fourteen sets of eyes scanning the first tweet, fingers poised and expressions ready for the chaos that was about to ensue.
“‘Fuck SEVENTEEN and puppies. I proposed SEVENTEEN reading thirsty tweets.’” Vernon read in his usual calm, flat tone, the deadpan delivery only making the line funnier.
A split-second beat passed and then—
“Oh?” Seungkwan gasped, hand immediately flying up to cover his mouth as his eyes went wide.
Mingyu blinked, lips parted in disbelief before he squinted at Vernon’s screen. “So… the ‘fck’ is ‘fuck’?”
“Yeah,” Luna and Vernon confirmed simultaneously with a small nod, casually unfazed beside him.
“Okay,” Mingyu muttered after a pause, lips pressing together like he had just downloaded forbidden knowledge.
Chuckles rippled through the group as Vernon shifted slightly to glance over his shoulder at the back row, now translating the tweet smoothly into Korean for the members who didn’t fully catch the English.
“Yeah. So basically, get SEVENTEEN and puppies out of here. I just want to see them read thirst tweets.”
The room exploded into laughter.
“Ahh!” Hoshi doubled over slightly, shoulders shaking. “They’re mad at puppies now?!”
“I thought we were cute with the puppies!” Dokyeom said, pointing to himself indignantly, though he was grinning.
“I loved the puppies too,” Luna pouted, crossing her arms dramatically, her bottom lip sticking out as she leaned back in mock offense.
“Ah… so this refers to that puppy interview we did, right?” Mingyu asked, glancing around for confirmation.
“That’s right. We did the puppy interview before.” Seungkwan nodded, lips twitching as he tried not to laugh again.
“Those puppies were so cute. I remember,” Dino said sweetly, the nostalgia hitting him like a soft breeze.
“So it’s saying to take out the puppies and the puppy interview,” Mingyu summarized with a grin.
“Just skip the cute and go straight to… this.” Jeonghan added coolly from the back row.
Seungkwan chuckled, shaking his head as he leaned forward, palms on his knees like he was gathering himself.
“Still,” he said, trying to be mock-reasonable, “they must’ve put a lot of effort into the puppy interview content too… and then it’s just like— boom… ‘fuck puppies.’”
The entire group burst into loud laughter.
“Isn’t that exactly what you wanted?” Vernon asked Seungkwan, deadpan, brow slightly raised.
He was, of course, referring to Seungkwan’s earlier statement about wanting bold tweets.
“This is great,” Seungkwan replied, giving a big, overly enthusiastic thumbs up toward the camera like a proud elementary schooler. His eyes were bright with mischief, lips twitching upward.
S.Coups, shaking his head, muttered, “We’ve only just started.”
“Should we be scared?” Jun asked, clutching his phone like a shield.
“I am scared,” DK laughed. “But it’s kind of fun.”
“I love this already,” Hoshi declared, pointing to Vernon. “More!”
Still giggling, Seungkwan glanced around, a sudden look of mock-concern washing over his face.
“It might be my first time saying ‘fuck’ on camera,” he said, voice dropping as if he was confessing a scandal.
“That’s okay,” Luna said brightly, leaning over to pat his arm before turning fully to face the camera, suddenly slipping into promo-mode with the elegance of a seasoned idol.
“Because we’re promoting our new mini album ‘FML’.” She smiled, eyes twinkling with mischief.
Then she turned back to the camera, still smiling sweetly, a complete betrayal of what she was about to say.
“Please give lots of love to our song ‘Fuck My Life’,” she said sweetly, before giggling under her breath at the sheer shamelessness of the plug.
The reaction was instant.
“Yahhh!” Seungkwan squealed, covering his face.
“Shameless queen!” Hoshi clapped.
“Good job!” Dokyeom cheered for her, lifting both hands in celebration like she just won a game.
“FML era Luna is different,” Joshua said, shaking his head fondly.
Luna just winked at the camera.
The moment the laughter finally died down, Seungkwan raised his phone slightly and glanced at it with mock suspicion. “Okay, my turn,” he announced, lips already twitching in anticipation.
He cleared his throat like a seasoned emcee and read aloud, “‘God created men and then sent Mingyu as an apology.’”
A loud, collective “OHHH!” erupted instantly.
“That’s sweet,” Luna said, smiling genuinely as she turned to look at Mingyu beside her.
Mingyu clutched his chest with one hand dramatically, his eyes glistening like he was about to cry. “Thank you,” he said sincerely, as if accepting a lifetime achievement award, his deep voice soft with mock emotion.
Seungkwan blinked at him, then down at his own phone, lips parting in exaggerated disbelief. “Wait— why is it my turn to read and then it’s a tweet about Mingyu?”
Laughter broke out again.
“I think you need to film my solo shot,” Mingyu said, turning to look at the camera crew behind the setup, voice serious but teasing as he pointed to the camera, “not Seungkwan, because this tweet is clearly about me.”
The members cackled at his shamelessness.
“It’s true!” Hoshi said, laughing as he smacked his own thigh. “He should be center right now!”
“As I was talking,” Seungkwan said, his voice rising an octave as he looked off into space like he was replaying the moment in his head, “I was like… wait, why am I not in the tweet?!”
“Men are in fact disappointing,” Hoshi added suddenly, nodding gravely as he crossed his arms.
The reaction was immediate, boisterous laughter from every direction.
“Not you guys,” Luna clarified quickly, turning to the group with her hands up in surrender, laughing softly. “That tweet could be applied to all of you guys.”
The teasing softened as the group melted at her words.
“Aww,” Joshua smiled warmly.
“You’re sweet, our Jiyeonie,” said DK with a hand on his heart.
“That’s so nice,” S.Coups added with a tiny smile.
Minghao nodded appreciatively.
“Please say thank you to the account,” Seungkwan said, now back in emcee mode as he gestured toward the camera dramatically, “Send them a kiss.”
“Thank you so much,” Mingyu said, before turning toward the lens and blowing a slow, dramatic kiss directly at it.
“All right, all right,” Woozi said calmly, raising his phone. “My turn.”
The room settled down as Woozi looked at the screen with slight squint, adjusting the angle of the phone before reading it out in a measured, steady tone.
“‘I want Woozi to whisper sweet nothings in my ear.’”
There was a beat of silence before several reactions dropped like dominos.
“OHHHH!” Hoshi exclaimed with wide eyes.
“That’s specific!” DK added, his mouth forming a perfect “O.”
Woozi blinked once, then slowly nodded, expression completely neutral.
“That’s sweet,” he said, nonchalantly, as if the idea of whispering sweet nothings into a stranger’s ear was just a regular Tuesday for him.
Luna giggled behind her hand. “They gave us the sweet ones to read first,” she said knowingly, glancing toward the rest with a sparkle in her eye.
More laughter broke out, some of the members nodding as if silently agreeing that things were going to spiral soon.
And they did.
Minghao looked down calmly at his phone, then tilted it forward slightly as if to check it again before reading aloud, “‘Minghao’s giggles give me a kind of energy that no coffee, no sunlight, no sleep could ever match.’”
“Awwwww!” DK gushed.
“They help your body recover,” Vernon said seriously, not even cracking a smile which only made it funnier.
“The8… by any chance…” Seungkwan started dramatically, narrowing his eyes with suspicion.
“Give us a giggle, please,” Mingyu and Wonwoo chorused instantly, leaning toward him like fans at a fanmeeting.
All eyes turned to Minghao.
He didn’t even hesitate.
With perfect comedic timing, he let out a light, airy giggle… just a small one, barely loud enough to register, but undeniably adorable.
That was enough.
Dokyeom wheezed, Hoshi slapped his knee and leaned sideways, and Luna leaned forward, laughing so hard she covered her mouth.
“I don’t think this is it…” Minghao said dryly, raising an eyebrow afterward. “Yeah, this can’t be it.”
“You’re saying this is sunlight?” Mingyu asked, pointing dramatically at Minghao, eyes wide as he addressed the camera.
“What was that?”
“No way.”
“Replay that!”
“You’re holding back!”
The comments flew from all directions.
Minghao only smiled coolly and faced the camera again. “Still, make sure you’re eating well,” he said gently, voice soft. “I’ll try to laugh a lot.”
“If you keep sending us these thirst comments, he’ll definitely be giggling a lot,” Mingyu added with a wink, nudging him with his elbow.
“Next! Wonwoo!” Joshua called out with cheer, amping the energy up again.
Wonwoo adjusted his glasses with one hand, sat up straighter, and lifted his phone.
He read carefully: “‘Wonwoo’s shoulders are so… broad I just know… you wouldn’t be able to see… the ceiling.’”
Luna giggled, hunching forward as she pressed her hand over her mouth, while Vernon beside her twisted in his seat, full-on laughing with his head down.
Joshua chuckled lowly before glancing at the members in the back as he translated the tweet in Korean.
“Ah… what—” Wonwoo started, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to process it.
“What does that mean?” S.Coups asked from the back row, leaning in with an intrigued squint.
“No— cause we went from zero to a hundred all of a sudden,” Vernon said, shoulders shaking as he leaned toward Luna, their private laugh spiraling into unfiltered chaos.
“Why?” Dino blinked, looking confused.
“Yeah, what is it?” Jun added, brows lifting curiously.
Luna turned to Wonwoo slowly, still laughing, and tried to explain, “It’s because your shoulders are so broad… they think… they wouldn’t be able to see the… ceiling.”
“You just repeated the tweet in Korean,” Seungkwan and Dokyeom pointed at her in unison, making the others burst out laughing.
“I’m trying!” Luna said, giggling as she lifted her hands to gesture vaguely. “It just means… they think they wouldn’t be able to see the ceiling.”
She leaned back against Jeonghan’s legs, who was sitting behind her, and waved her hand up over her head. “You know… cause…”
She waved again in the air, her palm facing up, like miming someone hovering over her.
“Cause Wonwoo would be on top,” Vernon and Joshua chorused helpfully, their voices almost too in-sync.
Wonwoo’s head snapped to them with an expression of pure shock— eyes wide, mouth slightly agape.
The group erupted.
“Aaaaaah!”
“YAHHHHHHH!”
“No way—”
“STOP!”
DK had fallen sideways into Mingyu, who was gasping for breath. Dino covered his face with both hands. Woozi turned away and let out a silent, shaking laugh.
“THAT ESCALATED!” S.Coups shouted from the back, both hands on his thighs.
“That’s crazy!” Jun exclaimed.
“My ears are red,” Hoshi muttered fanning his face.
Mingyu just stared at the camera with a stunned expression. “We’re really doing this, huh?”
In the middle of the chaos, Wonwoo smiled shyly, his head ducked just slightly.
“T-Thank you,” he said in a soft voice, giving the most reluctant gratitude ever recorded on camera.
“‘T-Thank you,’” Seungkwan mimicked, clutching his chest dramatically.
“‘T-Thank you!’” Dokyeom repeated with exaggerated shyness.
“Cute,” Luna said sweetly, tilting her head toward Wonwoo as she giggled again.
Wonwoo gave a sheepish grin, pushing his glasses up his nose again like he could hide behind them.
Jeonghan glanced down at the phone in his hand, tapping the edge of the screen with his thumb before raising it slightly. His posture relaxed, his tone casual but his smirk gave him away long before he opened his mouth.
“‘Yoon Jeonghan is an amazing kisser. I bet everything I own,’” he read smoothly, eyes flicking up with a lilt of amusement in his voice.
“OOOHHHHH!” the group exploded in unison like a perfectly timed sound effect, voices overlapping in shock and laughter.
Hoshi’s hands flew to his cheeks. “Aigoo, aigoo, aigoo!”
Joshua let out a low whistle and leaned back. “That’s a big bet.”
Dino gasped dramatically. “Everything you own?!”
DK was already leaning on Dino’s shoulder, laughing. “Even their house?!”
The teasing chorus rippled through the group like a wave.
In the middle of it all, Luna, seated in the front row just ahead of Jeonghan, looked down slowly at the phone in her hands. Her eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, eyes narrowing as she fought the faint smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. She scrolled idly, pretending to check the next tweet, but the weight of everyone’s gaze was starting to crawl in her direction.
“Ah… ah… ahh…” Seungkwan caught the shift in her expression immediately.
He reached over gently, placing one hand on her shoulder and giving her a soft nudge.
“Do you agree?” he asked, voice high with mischief, eyes practically sparkling.
The room went still for a split second, and then the giggles came in waves again, some low and restrained, some high-pitched and chaotic, everyone clearly doing their best not to push too hard… but failing spectacularly.
DK leaned forward, hand over his mouth. “Oh my…”
S.Coups was shaking, eyes darting between Luna and Jeonghan like a spectator in a tennis match.
“A-Agree with what?” Luna asked, forcing her voice to stay even, though her fingers curled just a little tighter around her phone.
“The tweet.” Seungkwan said innocently, almost too innocently, blinking at her.
Luna took a steady breath and gave a perfect shrug, calm and collected. “I don’t know.”
Then she turned gracefully to face the camera, her smile sweet but calculated. “That’s up to Carats’ imagination.”
A loud chorus of “OHHHHHHH!” rang out across the room, the members cracking up once again.
“What can you say?” Joshua asked, turning to Jeonghan now, his eyes glinting. “About the tweet, I mean.”
Jeonghan was already smirking.
He hadn’t looked at the camera yet, his eyes were fixed somewhere else, just slightly downward— at the back of Luna’s head, her silky hair brushing over her shoulders as she tilted back into her seat again.
He let the moment hang in the air, letting anticipation bubble up naturally, before finally dragging his gaze to Joshua with a faux-casual blink, then finally, slowly to the camera lens.
The smirk stayed.
“I mean…” Jeonghan said, voice low and measured, laced with mischief, “I don’t kiss and tell.”
The studio exploded.
“YAAAHHHHHH!”
“YO!”
“STOP RIGHT THERE!”
“OH MY GOD!”
“HYUNG!?!”
Dino physically turned away, shoulders shaking. “I CAN’T.”
Mingyu slid halfway off his chair and onto Luna, laughing so hard he was wheezing. “HYUNG!!!”
Joshua covered his face, his whole body trembling from laughter. “He didn’t even deny it!”
Hoshi clapped so aggressively, it echoed.
Even Luna— biting back a smile as Mingyu nearly collapsed into her lap. She let out a soft, incredulous chuckle, shaking her head while covering her mouth.
Jeonghan, unfazed and still smug, leaned back in his seat, crossing one leg over the other with the satisfaction of someone who had absolutely just won the round.
Hoshi, practically vibrating with excitement in his seat, eagerly raised his phone and scooted forward.
“Okay!” he chirped, already grinning from ear to ear.
He held the phone up proudly, the screen glowing in his palm as he read the tweet aloud— slowly, carefully, in English.
“‘I would pay… Kwon Soonyoung all my life’s… savings for him to break my back… like a glow stick.’”
It was the long pause between “back” and “like a glow stick” that did it.
“What–” Luna’s jaw dropped. She looked up from her phone and turned to the camera in stunned silence, blinking rapidly.
Joshua’s eyebrows shot up as his mouth opened slightly, stunned into silence before he exhaled, “Oh… my God.”
Beside them, Vernon covered his mouth with one hand, his shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.
The rest of the group who didn’t fully catch the meaning but heard the words “break my back” and “glow stick” responded with a collective wave of confused but curious “OHHHHs” and a few “HUHHHs.”
DK leaned in. “Glow stick?”
“They want to what now?” Mingyu furrowed his brow. “How old are you?”
Seungkwan turned to Joshua and Luna expectantly. “Wait… was that bad? It sounds bad.”
Luna tilted her head and looked around the group like she was mentally preparing an HR-friendly explanation. “That one was strong,” Joshua said, lips twitching.
“Yeah,” Luna agreed, blinking at Hoshi. “That’s… strong.”
Still chuckling, Vernon turned to the back row and translated casually in Korean, his voice smooth as always:
“They said they would give Soonyoung hyung their entire life savings for him to… uh… break their back like a glow stick.”
There was a beat of silence.
And then—
“What the hell?!” Hoshi said immediately, scrunching his nose and fanning his face like he just heard something unholy.
“Oh my GOD,” Dino yelped.
“That’s crazy,” Mingyu muttered, eyes wide as he mouthed “break my back?!” again to himself.
Hoshi, however, sat there absolutely beaming, nodding proudly. “That’s powerful. They know power when they see it.”
“You’re proud of this?!” Dokyeom laughed.
“It’s a compliment!” Hoshi argued, pointing at himself with both thumbs.
Minghao, meanwhile, looked disgusted. He squinted, blinking slowly. “Isn’t that… painful? And weirdly unhygienic? What does that even mean? Why would you want that?”
“It’s metaphorical,” Luna muttered, covering her face with both hands.
“Yeah,” Vernon added with a laugh, “Not literal back-breaking.”
“I mean… unless they meant literal, in which case—” Joshua said, pausing dramatically, “Seek help.”
“Call a chiropractor,” Jeonghan quipped.
“I’m honored,” Hoshi said again proudly, nodding like he just won Artist of the Year.
“Okay…” Seungkwan waved his hands like clearing the air. “Moving on…”
Jun raised his phone with a smirk that screamed, brace yourselves.
“‘Wen Junhui, I’d volunteer to wipe sweat off you with my tongue,’” he read aloud in Korean, calm as ever.
Chaos.
Absolute chaos.
A synchronized chorus of “AAAHHHH!” broke out across both rows. Hoshi grabbed DK like he was going to faint. Mingyu half-stood. Luna physically flung herself back into Jeonghan, who let out a stunned wheeze of laughter.
“WHAT?!” Seungkwan screeched.
“NO NO NO NO NO,” Joshua laughed, holding both hands up.
“That’s not… okay?!” Dino cried.
“I—WHY THE TONGUE?!” Dokyeom demanded, looking personally betrayed.
Jun just sat there, blinking. “That’s a lot of dedication.”
Minghao, already exhausted by humanity, shook his head slowly, his eyes narrowing. “That’s unsanitary.”
“EXACTLY,” Woozi said, gesturing to him with conviction.
“There are towels,” Minghao continued, gesturing with his hands. “Just use a towel.”
Luna groaned into her hands. “Oh my god…”
Joshua, recovering from his fit of laughter, glanced around at the chaos and began to explain, “Okay— so, it’s a very sensual thing to say—”
“Too sensual,” Vernon added.
“They’re basically saying they’re so attracted to Jun that they’d wipe the sweat off of him… in the most unhinged way possible,” Joshua finished.
“You don’t have to do that,” Jun said with a gentle smile, folding his hands. “But… thank you.”
“They’re brave for admitting that out loud,” Luna said, fanning herself. “I wouldn’t have the guts.”
“That’s a bold visual,” S.Coups added from the back.
“You shouldn’t have the guts!” Woozi snapped, his tone laced with disbelief.
“I can’t believe we’re talking about this in a BuzzFeed video,” Mingyu said, laughing in shock.
“We used to just talk about food and teamwork,” Jeonghan sighed dramatically.
“Now it’s tongues and back-breaking,” DK said with a crooked smile.
“We’ve evolved,” Seungkwan declared proudly. “Too far. But still.”
S.Coups finally raised his phone with the calm, quiet energy of a man who had heard everything and still feared what came next.
He read steadily, “‘When Scoups smiles… standing… ovulation or whatever… they say.’”
There was a pause.
“…Huh?” Hoshi blinked.
Luna chuckled again, covering her mouth with both hands as she turned toward S.Coups, eyes wide. “We aren’t even halfway. These are getting out of hand.”
“Wait, wait, what’s ovulation?” Dino asked, tilting his head.
Luna turned to Joshua, wide-eyed. “Joshie… go ahead. You’ve got this.”
“Why me? You’re the girl!?” Joshua retorted.
Luna sighed deeply, brushing hair away from her face like a professor about to give a sex-ed seminar.
“So, ovulation is… something that happens in a woman’s body when someone’s, uh… biologically ready to— how do I put this—”
“Make a baby,” Vernon said flatly.
“Basically, yeah,” Joshua nodded. “And this tweet is saying that… when S.Coups smiles, they feel that… intense biological urge.”
A beat.
The group screamed.
“YAHHHH!”
“NOOOOOO!”
“I can’t DO THIS!”
“Oh my GODDDD!”
Jeonghan turned completely around in his seat, laughing into his sleeve.
“I’m gonna quit,” Minghao said.
Hoshi was wiping tears from his eyes. “This is— this is the best interview we’ve ever done.”
“Not the reproductive system making a guest appearance!” Luna shouted, still laughing as she leaned on Joshua’s arm.
“This is the point in our career where we can talk about this?” Woozi asked the air.
“Is this growth or regression?” Dokyeom asked seriously.
“Both,” Seungkwan said.
“I can’t believe someone typed that out with a straight face,” Wonwoo mumbled.
“I can believe it,” Mingyu replied, gesturing around. “Have you seen Carats lately?”
“I’m honored?” S.Coups said slowly, laughing nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Well,” Joshua chuckled, “Congratulations on… causing hormonal reactions.”
The group erupted again.
And still… there were more tweets to go.
Dino sat upright, back straight, phone in hand like he was about to take an exam. He glanced nervously around at the others, eyes wide with anticipation.
“I’m nervous,” he said with a shy chuckle, brushing the back of his head.
Next to him, Luna turned her head and smiled warmly. “It’s okay,” she said gently, voice reassuring as if she were preparing him for a rollercoaster ride.
He gave a little nod, then straightened his shoulders.
“Okay!” Dino declared, rallying his courage with his signature energy before looking down and reading clearly, “‘Dino is the kind of man you fall in love with once… and then never fully recover from.’”
The reaction was immediate.
“Awww!”
“Ohhh, that’s sweet!”
“That’s actually… really nice!”
Even Jeonghan tilted his head and smiled. “That’s a good one.”
“Finally,” Luna added, shoulders relaxing, “that one’s not that bad.”
“Right?!” Seungkwan said. “I thought we were going to have to shield our maknae’s ears today.”
“I feel safe,” Dino nodded, pleased. “Thank you to the person who wrote this. That was really kind.”
“Still…” Woozi began thoughtfully, “I think you should recover.”
“Yeah,” Minghao nodded. “Emotionally, it’s better to heal.”
“I mean, if you don’t recover from loving someone, that could be… kind of painful?” Joshua added with a sheepish smile.
“But it’s romantic,” DK insisted with his hand over his heart. “Like, that one deep love you never forget.”
“Dino is giving first love energy,” Luna nodded sagely.
Dino blushed a little and bowed his head with a small smile. “Thank you. I’m honored.”
The members all clapped lightly for him, the warm moment giving the group a brief, wholesome pause from the chaos.
But it didn’t last long.
“Okay! It’s DK time!” Dokyeom announced suddenly in his usual booming tone, raising his phone triumphantly.
The others chuckled at his enthusiasm as he read.
“‘I wanna… Seok his DK… until he Kyeoms.’”
There was a beat.
Silence.
Then—
Joshua slapped a hand over his mouth, eyes bulging as he stared wide-eyed at the camera.
Luna gasped so hard she almost choked, both hands flying to cover her mouth as her eyes widened in horror and amusement. “Oh— oh my GOD—”
Next to her, Vernon blinked once. Then twice. Then his entire body folded in half as he threw himself sideways— right over both Luna’s and Joshua’s laps.
“WH— Vernon-ah!!” Joshua cried, but even he couldn’t stop laughing as Vernon curled up on top of them, his body shaking.
Luna lost all composure. Her laugh broke free in a long, chaotic wheeze as she bent forward, clutching her stomach, and the next thing anyone knew— both Vernon and Luna were slowly sliding to the floor in tears.
Jeonghan instinctively reached forward from the second row to grab Luna by her shoulder, “Oh no—wait—” but she was already collapsing down off the seat with laughter, too far gone.
“Oh my god,” Hoshi gasped, watching them both. “They’re on the floor.”
“What’s happening?!” Jun laughed, craning his neck to see.
“Why are they down there?!” Woozi asked, blinking in confusion.
“Did it break them?” Dino whispered dramatically.
“I don’t get it,” DK said, furrowing his brows. “Should I read it again?”
“No!” Vernon tried to warn from the floor, but he was still muffled, face buried in Luna’s back as he laughed.
Too late.
DK, still bewildered but determined, read it again in full.
“‘I wanna… Seok his DK… until he Kyeoms.’”
A strangled gasp left Luna as she waved her hand wildly from the floor. “Stoppp!”
“Hyung, please!” Vernon choked, tapping the floor twice like he was tapping out in a wrestling match.
Luna wiped at her eyes, her back still turned to the camera as she faced the rest of the members, shoulders shaking.
Vernon, equally breathless, had his face buried in the back as he lay on top of her in defeat.
“Get up, get up,” Jeonghan was behind them, chuckling as he reached to help, but both Vernon and Luna were already staggering upright, wiping at their eyes and laughing as they made their way back to their seats.
As they turned around to sit again, their backs were still to the camera, and all the members could see was the two of them slowly shaking their heads at the group.
Joshua leaned in and whispered to the still-confused DK, “The tweet is using your name as a pun to…”
Joshua started to explain to the members.
DK’s eyes got huge. “Ohhhhhhh…”
“YEP,” Luna said, still fanning herself as she sat down, voice raspy from laughing.
“I was so caught off guard,” she muttered to Vernon.
“It was so creative,” Vernon replied, snorting through his last laugh as their eyes met.
“Right?!” Luna agreed, nodding.
“Oh my god,” Mingyu muttered, holding his head. “How old are you?!”
“This is what Carats are doing instead of sleeping,” Minghao said flatly.
“Our Carats are naughty.” S.Coups said chuckling.
Dokyeom, still red in the face, looked up with a stunned expression. “I… I didn’t mean to read that so confidently .”
“You read it twice,” Joshua reminded him, patting his arm.
“You volunteered to read it again,” Jeonghan laughed.
“I didn’t know what it meant!” DK protested, now pink to his ears.
“You do now,” Vernon muttered.
Vernon and Luna giggled again, heads bowed down side by side.
The laughter from the DK tweet fiasco hadn’t quite died down yet, but ever the natural MC, Dokyeom clapped his hands together and grinned into the camera like nothing just shattered the entire room moments ago.
“Okay! Thank you, thank you…” he said brightly, still flustered but keeping it together with charm. “I… appreciate your enthusiasm… yes.”
A few of the members chuckled at his forced sincerity, especially Hoshi, who mimicked the stiff, polite tone behind him. Dokyeom gave a half-glare over his shoulder but smiled anyway, ever the sunshine of the group.
He nodded, looking at the camera with wide, eager eyes. “Luna’s turn!”
All eyes turned to Luna, who exhaled a long breath and shook her head as if to reset her brain. She still had a laugh stuck in her throat from before and was blinking tears from her lashes, but she straightened in her chair with grace, pushed her hair off her shoulder, and cleared her throat with a soft ahem.
“My turn,” she said.
Her voice came out lower, calmer, with her natural accent laced in the delivery as she looked down at the tweet on her phone. “‘Whoever Bae Jiyeon’s partner is, I hope you know how lucky you are and you need to be treating her like an absolute princess.’”
As she finished reading, Luna blinked at the words with a soft pout forming on her lips, tilting her head and glancing up at the camera. Her expression was touched— almost genuinely emotional.
From the side, Vernon, already glancing at her, turned toward the camera and translated fluently in Korean for the rest of the members.
“That is so sweet of you. Thank you,” Luna added softly, voice warm as she gave the lens a grateful nod.
“Awww,” echoed several voices.
“Ayy that’s cute,” said Mingyu with a smile.
“Sweet,” Woozi nodded approvingly, while Dino gave a sincere thumbs-up.
“She deserves it,” S.Coups muttered under his breath.
But as Luna smiled back down at her phone, there was a subtle shift in the room.
The kind of silence that wasn’t really silent.
The kind of stillness where everyone was thinking something but trying not to say something.
A few heads turned slowly.
Minghao smirked and tilted his chin as if suppressing a comment.
Joshua darted his eyes toward the second row behind Luna, a knowing smile tugging at his lips.
And right behind her, leaning back in his chair, Jeonghan was looking down at the back of her head with the faintest, smug smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
He didn’t say a word.
But he didn’t need to.
The tweet had everyone aware of the same unspoken truth— that the “partner” in question, the one allegedly treating Luna like a princess, was… already right there.
Sitting behind her.
Smirking at her.
Pretending like nothing was going on.
Luna (bless her) either didn’t catch it or was ignoring it masterfully.
“I think every woman should be treated like a princess by their significant other,” she said thoughtfully, lifting her head as she gave the camera one more smile.
It was sweet. Innocent. Politically correct.
Until—
“Noona,” Seungkwan started, and the way he leaned in slightly was dangerous. His tone was too casual to be innocent. “Are you being treated like a princess?”
Luna’s head snapped to him. “Huh?” she blinked.
A slow, mischievous grin spread across Seungkwan’s face. “Are you being treated like a princess?” he repeated, almost innocently.
Luna laughed nervously, her hand curling around her phone like a lifeline.
“M-Me?” she stuttered. “I-I don’t have anyone yet.”
It was a blatant lie, and everyone knew it.
The moment she said it, at least four members tried to suppress their laughter.
Hoshi turned away, biting his lip. Jun hid behind his phone, pretending to scroll. Mingyu made a hmm sound that clearly wasn’t from believing her. Even Minghao cracked a grin and shook his head.
“Really?” Seungkwan asked, drawing out the word like a cat playing with its food.
“Yes, really,” Luna said quickly, eyes flicking away as she leaned back into her seat like she was retreating into safety. “I have our Carats… and… you guys. You guys treat me like a princess.”
“Awwww,” said Hoshi teasingly.
“Oh, we treat you like a princess?” Seungkwan repeated, turning dramatically to his left and patting Jeonghan’s knee without warning. “Hyung, did you hear that? We treat her like a princess.”
Jeonghan blinked down at Seungkwan, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes as he held back a laugh. Luna, meanwhile, bowed her head and tried not to visibly combust, lips pressed together in a mortified smile.
“She said we,” Seungkwan said louder, laughing now. “Plural. As in… all of us. Together.”
“I—” Luna mumbled, unable to even argue as giggles bubbled up around her again.
“We got your back, our Jiyeonie.” Mingyu teased.
“Princess behavior only,” Hoshi nodded seriously.
Jeonghan, behind her, finally moved. His hand, which had been resting casually near her chair, reached up and gently touched her shoulder. His fingers massaged briefly, almost comfortingly.
“She is a princess,” Jeonghan said smoothly, his voice so steady and convincing that it could’ve been directed at the camera, the staff, the fans— anyone.
The room hummed with approving noises.
“Exactly,” nodded Joshua.
“A true gentleman,” Wonwoo chimed in.
Luna gave Jeonghan a glance over her shoulder, barely— just a flick of her eyes and a press of her lips, and he returned it with a tiny smile.
Before the next tweet could begin, Jeonghan subtly reached forward again.
This time, his hand brushed the small mic pinned to her collar. With his other hand, he covered his own mic. His movements were smooth and practiced, like he’d done this a thousand times.
Then he leaned forward, lips near her ear, voice low enough that not even the nearest members could hear.
Whatever he whispered made Luna’s mouth twitch into a small, bashful smile. Her gaze dropped, then lifted again as she reached back and adjusted the lapel of Jeonghan’s jacket with a light tug, smoothing it out.
Jeonghan leaned back with a satisfied expression, like someone who just passed along a perfectly executed secret, and Luna sat properly again, a little straighter this time, letting herself lean back lightly against his knee behind her seat.
It was seamless.
Effortless.
Almost invisible— unless you knew what to look for.
And the other members? Oh, they knew.
Even if no one said anything, the air was filled with a shared knowledge.
A princess… and her very smug, very silent prince.
“Joshua, you’re up,” Vernon called, trying to drag them into the next tweet.
“Finally,” Joshua sighed, raising his phone and preparing to read but not before glancing sideways at Luna and Jeonghan with an almost imperceptible smirk.
Joshua blinked down at his phone and let out a soft breath before reading in his usual soft American accent. “‘Joshua is the kind of man who opens the car door for you… and then ruins your life in the backseat.’”
As soon as the sentence left his lips, he widened his eyes and pulled his chin back, letting out a low, startled, “Ohh,” his voice curling up with embarrassment as he brought the phone down slowly and looked around at the others. A slow, shy smile began spreading across his face, the color rising noticeably to his cheeks.
Vernon leaned forward to translate the tweet in Korean, his tone casual as if he were reading a weather report. As the translation hit, reactions came in waves.
“YAH!” Seungkwan practically shouted, his hand flying up.
“Whaaat?!” Hoshi squeaked, laughing into his sleeve.
Luna, already tired from the earlier wild tweets, just leaned back in her chair and looked directly into the camera lens like a war veteran. “I’m desensitized at this point,” she said dryly.
That sent Vernon into a chuckle beside her, nodding like he truly felt that in his soul. “Yeah. Same,” he murmured, eyes still amused.
Joshua just shook his head with a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t expect that turn… ‘opens the car door for you’— I was like, oh, that’s nice,” he said softly, laughing to himself. “Then suddenly…” He trailed off and gestured vaguely behind him.
“Oh my god…” Mingyu muttered in awe, head tipping back.
“He ruins lives now?” Jun asked in a mixture of shock and amusement.
“I mean… not wrong,” Jeonghan said casually, crossing one leg over the other and smirking.
Joshua raised his eyebrows at that but didn’t comment. He was too busy hiding his smile behind his hand, trying to remain professional.
“I really didn’t see that ending coming,” Woozi murmured as he sat back.
“You could’ve stopped at car door, and it would’ve still been romantic,” said The8.
Joshua chuckled shyly. “I guess… thank you?” he said, looking directly into the camera with a bashful but charming smile.
“My turn,” Vernon said coolly, lifting his phone. His expression didn’t change much— ever unbothered, ever collected— as he read aloud, “‘Sometimes I thank God for the fact that I don’t know Vernon in real life because for the life of me I wouldn’t be able to listen to him, all I’d think about is kissing him in the mouth and that wouldn’t end well.’”
“Wow.” Seungkwan blinked, lips parted.
“Oh my god… so hot,” Mingyu muttered dramatically, fanning himself with his hand.
“That’s intense,” Dino said, eyes wide.
Luna let out a low whistle, then blinked slowly. “This tweet is very… visual,” she said, glancing toward Vernon.
Vernon raised an eyebrow, looked around at the chaos, then coolly said, “Thank you. For your honesty.”
“Respectfully,” Woozi added dryly, and Luna cracked up again.
“Like, it’s a full-on confession letter,” DK commented, nodding.
“They’re right about one thing though,” Seungkwan said, pointing at Vernon. “If I had your voice, I would also… think about kissing you.”
Vernon blinked. “Thank you?” he said, deadpan.
Behind him, Jeonghan leaned into Luna’s ear. “I think Vernon just got proposed to.”
“Lucky.” Luna grinned but didn’t look back, still recovering.
“Anyway…” Vernon handed it off with a lazy wave. “Mingyu.”
Mingyu cleared his throat and stood a little taller in his chair like he was about to give a speech. “‘Mingyu’s hairline is perfect… his… skin is glowing, his cheeks are plumpy… his fangs are pretty… his smile is mesmerizing… his nose mole is kissable… his curved-up lips are to die for… Mingyu is just perfect.’”
He paused, let it sink in, then looked around as the room fell into stunned silence. The members just stared.
“Did you hear that?” he asked them, cocking his head with fake innocence.
“Yes,” Vernon said dryly.
“Loud and clear,” Luna chuckled, trying not to laugh at how serious he looked.
“Yes. We heard,” Dokyeom nodded firmly.
Mingyu’s eyebrows lifted higher. “Did you hear that?” he repeated, louder this time.
A chorus of responses came in:
“Yeah.”
“Unfortunately.”
“We heard, we heard.”
“You don’t need to say it again!”
“You guys agree?” Mingyu asked, already knowing the answer.
There was a dramatic pause.
“No,” Jeonghan said without skipping a beat.
“Nope,” said Woozi.
“Nah, I’m good,” Jun chimed in.
“Couldn’t be me,” Seungkwan added.
Luna burst out laughing at the wave of denial.
“Why?” Mingyu asked, playing along, holding his hand over his chest.
“Everything is natural?” Seungkwan echoed, eyes narrowing.
“Yeah,” Mingyu nodded firmly, puffing out his chest.
“Really?” Seungkwan tilted his head at him with mock suspicion.
Mingyu leaned closer, eyes sharp. “Shut the fuck up.”
The whole room erupted.
“Shut the fuck up?” Seungkwan gasped in disbelief.
“Shut the fuck up,” Mingyu said again, pointing at him this time.
“Okay, okay— no, no, no!” Luna said loudly, waving both hands like she was a mother trying to break up fighting kids.
“How about we all shut the fuck up?” she added flatly, one eyebrow raised.
That made the whole room groan with laughter again.
“I agree,” Mingyu said to the camera, nodding solemnly. “Thank you so much.”
Then he turned to Seungkwan. “Do you know I have a mole on my nose?”
“Of course,” Seungkwan said instantly. “I’ve been looking at you for years now.”
Once the laughter from the last tweet had subsided, Seungkwan shifted in his seat, holding his phone up with a theatrical seriousness that immediately earned a few giggles from the members already anticipating chaos. He cleared his throat.
“‘The fact that Seungkwan is sexy doesn’t mean we have to brag that Seungkwan is sexy cause Seungkwan is sexy and that how sexy Seungkwan is.’” he read all in one breath, his tone building with each repetition of the word “sexy.”
He paused. “…Wow,” he deadpanned, blinking at the camera.
“Ooooh!” DK hollered, leaning away dramatically like he was scandalized.
“That was a poem,” Vernon nodded.
“A loop!” Joshua chuckled.
“So in the end,” Minghao tilted his head with a furrowed brow, “it’s just saying that Seungkwan is sexy, right?”
“Yes,” Vernon and Joshua said in perfect sync.
“The bottom line is Seungkwan is sexy,” Luna concluded, lifting a brow as if she were delivering a verdict.
“Why do you think I’m sexy?” Seungkwan suddenly asked the camera directly, eyes narrowed.
“I don’t agree,” Mingyu immediately chimed in from the side, raising a hand with a smug grin.
“I agree,” Seungkwan retorted proudly. “But why do you think I’m sexy?”
“Why not?” Luna said, shrugging with a teasing smile as she looked at him.
“Ohhh!” DK grinned, nudging Seungkwan.
“See, even Luna agrees,” Joshua pointed out.
“Sexy Seungkwan!” Hoshi chanted, clapping once.
“Stop, I’m shy,” Seungkwan covered his face with a hand while still peeking at the camera.
“You are not,” Woozi muttered with a smirk.
Then came S.Coups’ turn.
He raised his phone with casual confidence and read, “‘Daddy Cheol… that’s it. That’s the tweet.’”
Immediate chaos.
“Daddy!” DK hollered with glee.
“Dad?” Dino blinked.
“Dad Cheol!” Hoshi barked out through laughter.
“Oh my God,” Luna muttered, leaning away.
“Appa~” Jeonghan added with a fake sweet tone, smirking.
“Father Seungcheol.” Vernon deadpanned.
S.Coups chuckled under his breath and shook his head, looking up like he was asking the universe to spare him. “I’m not at dad yet,” he said firmly, adjusting his mic.
“You’re daddy though,” Luna teased with a mischievous grin, turning her head toward him.
Vernon chuckled lowly. “She said it.”
“You can’t fight that,” Joshua pointed at her, amused.
“It’s out there. It’s tweeted,” Seungkwan nodded solemnly.
“I didn’t write it,” Luna said innocently. “I’m just repeating what it said.”
That was when it was Luna’s turn again, but the tweet in her hand made her freeze.
Her mouth opened slightly in surprise, and she blinked at the screen like it had betrayed her. Still, she cleared her throat and read, “‘Luna’s stronger than me cause if Jeonghan looked at me the way he looks at her when he thinks no one’s watching, I’d let him do the nastiest things to me.’”
Vernon immediately snorted, covering his face. Joshua nearly fell forward as he instinctively reached to translate for those who hadn’t fully grasped the message. The reaction was instant— laughter, howls, shocked gasps.
Luna stayed frozen, phone still in hand, her face caught somewhere between a laugh and horror.
“I—” she started, then stopped, her eyes flicking up. “W-What does that mean?” she asked, voice pitching higher than usual in mock confusion.
“She suddenly doesn’t know English,” Seungkwan said, eyes wide in mock surprise, earning a loud laugh from Mingyu and Vernon who pointed at him while cackling.
“I do know English!” Luna laughed back, tossing her hair. “I just— shut the fuck up.”
The group cracked up.
In the back, Jeonghan was sitting smugly. His body leaned slightly forward behind her, head tilted, and he was indeed giving her the look. The one referenced in the tweet.
“They meant like that,” Seungkwan said slyly, pointing at Jeonghan who, sure enough, hadn’t even tried to look away. He was openly smirking.
Luna turned and caught him in the act, her brows lifting. “He looks at everyone like that,” she said, loud and clear, facing the camera with a wave of her hand. She was lying through her teeth, and they all knew it.
“Do I?” Jeonghan finally said, that usual honeyed tone laced with subtle mischief.
“Yes,” Luna said without turning to him, still addressing the camera. “You look at everyone like that.”
“Why are you yelling?” Vernon asked her, still laughing.
“I’m just defending myself!”
“You’re the one being looked at!” DK pointed out.
“That’s true,” Jun nodded.
The members shared knowing glances, eyebrows raising, smirks exchanged. Some tried to hold in their giggles, but it was too much. Mingyu buried his face in his palm, Hoshi had a hand on his stomach from laughing too hard, and Woozi muttered something under his breath about needing water.
Finally, all eyes turned to Jeonghan again.
He leaned back, calm and composed, and blinked once before speaking.
“That’s a nice tweet,” he said smoothly. “Some people observe very well.”
A unified “OOOOOOH!” erupted from the rest of the group, Dino yelling while pointing at the camera like he’d just witnessed a plot twist.
Luna gawked at him for a moment, jaw slack, then narrowed her eyes. “You’re so annoying,” she muttered.
Jeonghan turned toward her with a cheeky grin. “You’re very defensive, Nana-ya.”
“I’m just trying to get through this interview alive.”
“Then stop reading tweets about me.”
“I didn’t pick the tweets, Yoon Jeonghan!”
“I’m just saying, I’m innocent here.”
“You’re literally the opposite of innocent,” Luna deadpanned.
“Oh my god,” Seungkwan leaned over, waving his hands. “Stop fighting!”
“We’re not fighting!” Luna and Jeonghan snapped in unison before playfully glaring at each other.
“Okay, flirting, then,” S.Coups said, shaking his head.
“That’s worse,” Woozi said dryly.
Joshua chuckled and checked his phone, “Should I just read mine now?”
“Yes. Please,” Minghao muttered, sipping water.
Joshua cleared his throat as he prepared for his turn. The members were settling down from the latest round of laughs, their attention now back on him. He held up his phone, eyes scanning the tweet.
“‘I want to trade places with Jeonghan and be “platonic” with Luna too,’” Joshua read aloud, doing air quotes with exaggerated flair.
The room went silent for a split second, before it was broken by Luna’s incredulous voice. “What is happening?” she asked, wide-eyed, staring at Joshua as if the tweet had just pulled her into some parallel universe.
The members, however, were already snickering. Vernon reached out and gave her a gentle pat on the back.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean… ‘platonic’?” Luna said, mimicking Joshua’s air quotes in the air with both hands, her expression a perfect mix of shock and disbelief.
Seungkwan, ever the instigator, raised an eyebrow and smirked. “The plot thickens,” he muttered under his breath, trying to hide his grin.
Vernon leaned in closer to Luna. “I think they’re just implying that… they’d like to be as close as you and Jeonghan,” he said carefully, trying to keep the situation light.
“But what’s with the air quotes.” Luna exclaimed.
Jeonghan, ever the calm one in the midst of chaos, chuckled at Luna’s reaction. He leaned over and gently patted her head, his fingers ruffling her hair affectionately. “Calm down,” he teased softly, his voice a smooth melody that contrasted with her flustered state.
“I am calm!” Luna pouted, crossing her arms and looking down at her phone in an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks.
“Really?” Mingyu interjected with a teasing smile. “You look like you’re about to unplug the camera,” he said, clearly enjoying the show Luna was unknowingly putting on.
“I’m just confused…” Luna sighed, rolling her eyes as she tried to deflect the topic. “Okay! Next tweet!” she said quickly, attempting to change the subject with a bright smile.
But the members weren’t going to let her off that easily. “Hold on,” Seungkwan grinned, “Jeonghan hyung hasn’t said his thoughts yet!”
Luna’s face went a shade redder as her gaze shifted to Jeonghan. The members were watching expectantly, eager for his response. Jeonghan, ever the smooth operator, leaned back in his chair, his usual mischievous smirk curling up one side of his mouth as he casually did air quotes.
“You can’t trade.” he drawled, repeating the word as if savoring it. “Jiyeonie is my platonic friend.” he said coolly, his tone laced with playful arrogance. His eyes met Luna’s, full of quiet amusement.
“Okay,” Seungkwan nodded approvingly. “We can’t argue with that.”
Luna shifted in her seat, still feeling the heat rising in her cheeks, but she was trying her best to act unfazed. “Okay,” she muttered, as if brushing off the comment, “next tweet. Please.”
The members chuckled, but the attention soon shifted to Vernon, whose turn had arrived.
Vernon, his energy bouncing back to its usual level of enthusiasm, immediately took his phone and read aloud, “‘Vernon’s line in Water by Seventeen was so sexy seriously my legs are divorcing.’” He paused.
Luna, who had been silently laughing at the situation, suddenly burst out in giggles.
Seungkwan, ever the one to take things in stride, stared at Vernon. “Why are the legs divorcing?” he asked with a raised brow, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
“Like… they just gave out and went weak in the knees?” Vernon said with a shrug, making a gesture as if his legs were buckling under the weight of something overwhelmingly sexy.
Luna snickered, shaking her head. She leaned closer to Vernon, lowering her voice to a whisper as she whispered teasingly, “You know damn well that’s not what that meant.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously, the corner of her mouth twitching into a grin as she tried to keep herself composed.
Vernon laughed along, glancing sideways at the group, trying to maintain his cool. “Well, that’s what I said,” he shrugged, but even he couldn’t keep the chuckles from escaping. “I’ll stick with my version.”
The members couldn’t help but laugh, but they all paused as they processed what had just been read. “Creative, I guess?” Wonwoo mused, nodding slowly as he tried to understand the metaphor.
Luna laughed again, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. “It’s definitely something.”
“It’s definitely creative,” Seungkwan agreed, smirking at Vernon. “Who knew you had such poetic fans?”
Vernon and Luna exchanged one more glance, their laughter spilling over, as they both tried to compose themselves. The members continued laughing and joking amongst themselves, and for a moment, the craziness of it all felt just right.
“Okay, okay!” Seungkwan waved his hands, signaling that it was time to move on to the next one. “We need to keep this moving or we’ll never get through this.”
Luna nodded, still chuckling. “Yes, please. Let’s move on.”
The crew had signaled that they had time for one last round, and all eyes turned to Luna, who held her phone up like it was the final scroll of prophecy.
She cleared her throat with unnecessary dramatic flair and bit back a smile already tugging at her lips. “Okay,” she said, exhaling, already fighting giggles. “Last tweet.”
The anticipation was instant. Jeonghan tilted his head to look at her from behind, Joshua leaned forward like he was trying to see the screen from across the couch, and Seungkwan had both hands folded under his chin as if in prayer.
Luna finally read aloud, barely able to keep a straight face. “‘Sex is good…” she paused already snickering, “but have you seen Seventeen, heard Seventeen, eat, sleep, drink Seventeen?’”
She broke into a small fit of laughter at the end of the tweet, trying to keep it cute and contained, but it was too funny. Her shoulders bounced slightly as she pressed a hand over her lips.
The room collectively exploded.
“Ay, that one’s good!” Hoshi howled, clapping his hands together.
“Oh my God…” Joshua muttered into his hands, laughing silently, eyes creasing with secondhand embarrassment and amusement.
“Who wrote that?” Minghao asked, deadpan but entertained, adjusting his posture as he looked over at Luna. “Like genuinely— who wakes up and writes this?”
“Sex is good,” Vernon repeated under his breath, biting his lower lip to stop his laugh.
Then came Seungkwan, ever the firestarter, turning toward Mingyu with wide eyes.
“Mingyu, can you translate for us?” he asked innocently, blinking up at him like a student asking their teacher for help with vocabulary.
Without missing a beat, Mingyu straightened up and began in a confident, booming voice, “‘Sex is good—’”
But he didn’t get any further. Because the moment the words left his mouth with such sincere gusto, the room erupted into chaos of giggles and chuckles.
Luna was still hiding behind her hands. “I want to go home,” she said faintly, but she was laughing too hard to sound serious. Her face was bright red as she leaned forward, Jeonghan’s hand automatically reaching to steady the back of her chair again.
“I think the Carats are going to have a lot of edits from this,” Vernon said calmly, already anticipating the TikToks and compilation videos.
“A lot,” Minghao agreed. “Too many.”
The laughter slowly started to simmer, and Joshua straightened up in his seat, regaining composure as he clapped his hands together.
“Well, I think that’s a good place to end,” he said, smiling. “That was…” he paused, glancing at the others.
“A lot,” Woozi finished for him.
“A spiritual experience,” Luna added under her breath.
“But very fun,” Joshua nodded, gesturing to the camera. “To everyone who sent in tweets— thank you. We were very entertained, and also slightly traumatized.”
“That’s okay,” Dino said brightly. “I still had fun!”
Everyone nodded and chimed in with variations of, “Me too!” and “This was fun!” and “Thank you, Carats!”
Finally, Seungcheol, seated cool and calm like the composed leader he is, leaned forward with a satisfied smile. “Yes. Thank you!” he said warmly, raising his hand in a casual sign-off. “This has been…”
“Seventeen!” the members chorused in perfect unison, their voices rising brightly as they smiled and waved toward the camera.
A beautiful, chaotic harmony.
Luna joined them in waving with both hands, still giggling. “Bye, Carats! Please rest!”
“Stop writing about us like this, please,” Joshua joked through a laugh.
“No, keep going,” Jeonghan said right after.
Seungkwan dramatically pointed at the camera, “But think of our mental health!”
“You mean your mental health,” Vernon whispered.
The video ended with a final burst of laughter and waving arms, all fourteen figures smiling brightly, some still shaking their heads in disbelief, others laughing through the lingering chaos that would no doubt echo across Carat Twitter for weeks.
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