Taehoon is laughing at their comments.
"Ya want to see my armpits? Ya'll are fucking pervs."
"Thick thighs save lives?"
"Do ya'll have nothing to do but give away money? If ya don't, give me some more." He says.
Then his followers. Started to donate.
Then filipino fans enter the group chat.
Most filipino fans would make him say. "Putangina mo" Which is a bad filipino word.
"I ain't saying that shit. I don't know what the fuck it means."
He'd be laughing at the comments reading them one by one.
If he ever has tiktoks.
He'd see thirst traps.
"How fucking thirsty are ya'll?" He says as he watches them editing him.
"I'm disgusted."
His fans would make Youtube Taehoon Compilations which would appear in his feed.
He would cringe at them.
"How can ya'll fucking edit me when I only showed up for like 5 minutes." He says watching the edits.
Imagine him like pedro pascal. (╥﹏╥)
"Yer edits have to stop."
While his fans uploads more.
"If yer using my face. Ya'll have to pay me."
Nah, because Taehoon would get scared for a bit because his followers find small details he never notices or tells anyone about.
Imagine him getting a stalker like Daniel's stalker (╥﹏╥)
It would make his skin crawl.
His fans would wait for him to upload more videos.
They would never miss one.
Imagine selling Taehoon merch. Even selling his cologne.
"The fuck are ya'll selling? It smells like me."
BRO THE FICS. HIS FICS.
"Headcanons? Taehoon as yer boyfriend." Taehoon would read them and cringe.
"I'll track ya'll down and beat the shit out of you." He says
As the fans encourages him.
He's now afraid of his followers.
Don't over do it. He might stop going to the Hobin company or even appear on any lives.
Hide them.
