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Zico was bored in the dorm, scrolling through Instagram while Kyung had disappeared into his room as soon as they arrived. Probably doing… who knows what. He didn’t care, until something caught his eye.
A username he didn’t recognize. A post that seemed.. familiar. Not that he’d ever seen it even. Curious, he tapped it. Could it be.. Kyung?
Well, maybe. His heart rate jumped when he realized it looked like it could be Kyung’s. But.. what did he post? Memes, artwork, fan edits. Nothing embarrassing. Nothing… too personal..? But why would he hide this from his leader, and most importantly, his best friend? Jiho had private accounts himself too! And he always told him about them.
Kyung appeared in the doorway, looking suspiciously at his dongsaeng, as if he knew something he didn’t. Well, actually he just came to investigate why Zico, with his official account, had just liked one of his posts on the account he’s been hiding from everyone.
"What are you doing?." he asked, trying to seem as casual as possible, not noticing Zico’s screen.
He kept his finger hovering on the top of his phone. "Scrolling. I’m just… scrolling."
He raised an eyebrow. "Uh huh.. sure.. scrolling"
Jiho tilted his phone. "This… this account. See, so like, I found this account. It’s.. it’s yours, isn’t it?"
Kyung gulped and froze for a good second. "…what account are you talking about?"
Zico smirked, feeling like he just hit the jackpot. "This one." He held up the phone. A few posts in, a recent video of a beat Kyung has been working of. A screenshot of a funny meme Kyung had sent to him months ago. Something about the captions, the filters… it all screamed Kyung.
He anxiously shuffled his feet. "I have no idea what your talking about.."
"You’re a terrible liar," Jiho said, grinning. "And I know that. You won’t even look me in the eyes." Kyung hated to accept that he’s right. "Come on. This is your account. Admit it~" he kept teasing.
Kyung tossed the already opened, half eaten bag of chips he was holding, onto the couch. "Okay fine!…Maybe." He groaned in defeat. "But it’s private for a reason! I wasn’t going to-"
"Private? That doesn’t matter," Jiho interrupted, leaning in. "I found it. And now I know all your secrets. Well… your internet ones, anyway."
He was really starting to piss his friend off. "Shut up!!"
Zico started to scroll slowly through the feed, smirking at the thought Kyung posted these random things with no intention of it being found by anyone, and now he’s the only one that knows about it.
"See?" he said nervously. "It’s… it’s just… stuff I like. Random stuff I guess. That’s all."
Jiho laughed. "I know. But it’s cute. Kinda. In a way. I guess."
Kyung blinked, not expecting that as an answer. "Cute..?"
"Yes. You’re ridiculous Kyungie! And now I know your secret account exists. It’s funny, why were you even hiding this? There’s literally no reason. More than half of the members post shit like this on their public idol accounts."
He whined, covering his face. "You’re gonna tell everyone now aren’t you."
"Nope." Jiho said as he surprised him by wrapped an arm around him, pulling him onto the couch. "It’s all just our secret~ well kinda. I want you to admit it."
Kyung peeked at him. "…Why?"
"Because I like knowing things about you." he smirked, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Especially the ones no one knows about~" he teased. "And maybe you could.. post.. I don’t know… something. Just to prove it’s really yours. Or not. Whatever."
He hesitated. Then, slowly, he opened the account and posted something simple: a selfie of him being derp, captioned:
"Yep."
Jiho laughed again, pulling him even closer than he was before. "Told ya!"
Kyung leaned into him, resting his head on Jihos chest. “Thought we already knew that."
"Maybe," he replied. "but I won’t stop reminding you that I always find a way too see through you."
Kyung smiled faintly. "Fuck off."
Kyung didn’t argue. Not today. His secret account.. it was finally out in the open, even if only to Zico. And that was enough. More than enough actually.
They stayed like that for a while, quiet, comfortable. Kyung let himself relax completely, feeling safe. Because Zico already knew, and apparently even.. liked it.?
Kyung murmured "I hate you."
"Love ya too," Zico replied, wrapping him in his arms. "…and your little secrets as well."