Chapter 10

“Okay, is it on?”

“Lara, your finger’s over the lens.”

“Oops.”

The video begins in chaos, as expected, The Katseye girls had decided – on absolutely no planning or schedule – to film a ‘chill vlog day’ for their fans. No production crew, no PR scripts. Just handheld footage, phone cameras, and a wildly unstructured idea of ‘we’ll film everything and edit later.’

Somewhere around 10:40.a.m, the camera finally finds a steady frame.

“Good morning Eyekons,” Megan says into the lens, hair tied back, oversized hoodie barely hanging on one shoulder. “Today we’re bringing you a raw, unfiltered peek into our day off.”

Lara appears behind her, holding two mugs. “Translation: we’re making coffee and fighting over the aux cord in the car later.”

The next few clips flash by in handheld jump cuts.

Manon cooking pancakes with a minion apron on.

Sophia chasing Yoonchae around the house.

Someone yelling “WHO TOOK MY DRY SHAMPOO” from the bathroom.

Megan interviewing Lara with a toothbrush as a mic.

Then the camera pans – accidentally – towards the hallway. And there’s you, barefoot and wearing one of Dani’s oversized t-shirts, hair still messy from sleep, walking out of her room.

There’s a long, telltale moment where your eyes widen as you see the camera. You try to pivot away too casually.

The camera doesn’t move.

Then Dani steps into frame, shirtless with just a sports bra on, rubbing the back of her neck. She catches the camera, then you. She looks like she’s about to say something clever but just ends up smirking.

“Cut,” Manon says off-camera, voice filled with mischief.

Hard cut.

*

In the next clip, Dani’s filming herself now, out on the balcony, phone pointed back at her face.

“So we’re heading to the studio later, but it’s a chill day. We’re not working on anything serious.”

Behind her, you appear again – unbothered now, leaning over the balcony railing beside her. You’re mid-sentence, laughing about something, when Dani turns the camera to you without warning.

“Say hi to the vlog,” she says, voice casual.

You glance over, smirk, and say “Hi vlog. Dani’s been a menace all morning.”

“She loved it,” Dani replies.

“Gross,” Sophia shouts from inside.

The camera shakes as Dani laughs.

*

Later on, you’re all piled into the car, Manon filming shotgun, everyone screaming lyrics to some nostalgic 2010s song – except for you and Dani, curled up in the backseat, half asleep, half cuddling.

At one point, the camera zooms in on Dani’s hand lazily tracing your thigh.

“Y’all see this?” Megan’s voice comes from the front. “They’ve been like this all day.”

You groan off-camera. “You’re obsessed.”

“WE’RE RIGHT TO BE,” Megan shouts.

Dani flips the camera off.

*

In the final clip of the vlog, everyone returns home. Everyone’s a little quieter, sprawled across couches and floors. Dani’s lying with her head in your lap as you card your fingers through her hair. The camera, still recording from across the room on a makeshift tripod, catches a quiet moment – her eyes fluttering closed, your hand resting on her chest, thumb tracing her collarbone.

It’s intimate. Soft. Barely a whisper of a moment.

And it makes the final cut.

*

The vlog drops. Within minutes, Eyekons are feral.

‘Did anyone else catch Dani and the mystery girl moment at 3:41???’

‘They’re not even hiding it anymore. She walked out of Dani’s room WEARING HER SHIRT.’

‘I know couple energy when I see it. This is lesbian heat.’

‘Why am I more invested in this relationship than my own?’

‘Okay but the way Dani looks at her during the balcony scene. That’s not casual.’

Fan edits drop the same day. Slo-mo scenes of Dani looking at you. Stills from your sleepy morning exits. A 30-second compilation of her hand on your leg set to soft indie music.

The hashtag #KatseyeSecretSofties trends.

*

That evening, as you scroll through the chaos on your phone, you turn to Dani – who’s lying beside you on her stomach, chin propped on her fist.

“They know,” you say simply.

Dani hums. “They’ve always known.”

“You okay with it?”

She reaches out, gently taking your phone and setting it face down on the bed. Then she rolls on top of you, bracing herself with her hands on either side of your head.

Her voice is low. “I don’t care what they know, as long as they know you’re mine.”

You grin. “That part’s obvious.”

She kisses you – slow, deep, unhurried. “Good.”

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Ugh I wish we got some more vlogs from the girl’s days off. However I fear they’d have to be HEAVILY edited lmao with their NSFW humour 😉

Anyways enjoyyyy 🙂