CURRENT BOYFRIEND ! ▸ OT5
IN WHICH you're once again, back with your shenanigans with pranking your boyfriend and labeling him as your "current boyfriend"
pairings: bf!cortis x fem!reader
warnings: jealousy??
▸ ZHAO JAMES
you’re halfway through filming before james realizes something’s off.
the phone is propped up against a cup on the kitchen counter, front camera on, red recording timer blinking quietly. you’re standing in front of it fixing your hair like you’re about to say something important.
james is behind you, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed, watching you with that slightly suspicious look he always gets when you’re doing something he wasn’t warned about.
“what are you doing?” he asks.
you wave him off. “nothing. just a tiktok.”
that doesn’t reassure him at all.
he pushes off the counter and steps closer, stopping just behind you so he can see the phone screen. his reflection appears over your shoulder—messy hair, hoodie, the faint crease between his eyebrows that means he’s trying to figure out what you’re up to.
“why am i in the frame?”
you grin at the camera.
“hey guys,” you say brightly, like you’re starting a vlog. “i just wanted to introduce you to my—”
james glances at the phone again, clearly bracing himself.
“—current boyfriend.”
the silence that follows is immediate.
james blinks once.
then twice.
slowly, he turns his head toward you.
“your what boyfriend?”
you bite your lip to keep from laughing, trying to stay in character for the video. “my current boyfriend.”
his eyes narrow immediately.
“current.”
you nod like it’s the most normal phrase in the world. “yeah.”
for a second he just stares at you like he’s trying to decide if he heard that correctly. then he leans forward, reaching around you to look directly at the phone.
“turn that off.”
you laugh. “no, wait—”
“why am i current?” he asks, clearly offended now. his hand hovers near the phone but he doesn’t stop the recording yet, mostly because he’s too busy staring at you in disbelief. “what does that mean?”
“it’s a trend,” you say.
“a trend where you disrespect me?”
you’re trying so hard not to laugh now that your shoulders shake. the camera is definitely catching it.
james runs a hand through his hair, pacing one step away like he needs space to process this.
“current boyfriend,” he repeats under his breath.
then he looks back at the phone.
“so what, there’s gonna be a next boyfriend?”
you shrug dramatically.
that was the wrong move.
james immediately walks back over, grabbing your wrist lightly and pulling you closer to him so you’re half pinned against his side. his arm wraps around your waist like he’s making a point to the camera.
“no,” he says firmly, looking straight into the phone now. “there is not.”
you’re laughing now, completely ruining the calm introduction you were going for.
“james—”
“no, because what the hell was that?” he continues, clearly still stuck on the wording. his hand tightens slightly at your waist as he gestures toward the camera with the other one. “say it again.”
“my current boy—”
“don’t say it like that.”
you grin up at him. “why are you mad?”
“i’m not mad,” he says quickly.
he definitely is.
james looks back at the camera again, jaw tightening a little before he speaks.
“hi,” he says flatly. “i’m apparently the temporary boyfriend.”
you laugh so hard you almost fall forward, grabbing his hoodie to steady yourself.
he sighs dramatically.
“unbelievable.”
then he reaches forward and finally stops the recording.
“we are refilming that,” he says. “and you’re fixing the title.”
you’re still laughing.
“what title?”
he points at you.
“permanent boyfriend.”
▸ KIM JUHOON
the video starts with you holding your phone at arm’s length.
“hi guys,” you say casually, adjusting the camera like this wasn’t planned at all. “i just wanted to introduce you to my current boyfriend.”
juhoon is sitting on the couch behind you.
he wasn’t paying attention at first, scrolling through his phone with his hood pulled halfway over his head. but the second the words current boyfriend leave your mouth, his thumb pauses mid-scroll.
slowly, he looks up.
“…your what?”
you pretend not to hear him, still smiling at the camera.
“this is juhoon.”
he stares at you like you just said something incredibly stupid.
“rewind,” he says.
you glance back innocently. “what?”
juhoon sits up straighter, phone forgotten in his hand.
“what did you just call me?”
you blink like you have no idea what he’s talking about.
“my boyfriend.”
his eyes narrow.
“you said current boyfriend.”
the way he says the word makes it sound like an insult.
you shrug. “yeah.”
juhoon lets out a quiet laugh, the kind that means he’s definitely not amused.
“current,” he repeats slowly.
you’re trying so hard not to laugh now.
“it’s a trend.”
he leans forward, elbows on his knees, staring straight at the phone like it personally offended him.
“a trend where you make it sound like i’m on a trial period?”
you snort.
“no—”
“current boyfriend,” he mutters again, shaking his head.
then he stands up.
before you can react, juhoon walks over and steps into the frame, towering slightly behind you. his hand reaches out and gently but firmly grabs your chin, tilting your face toward him.
the camera definitely catches the way your eyes widen.
he looks directly into the phone.
“fix it,” he says calmly.
you grin. “fix what?”
his thumb presses lightly against your cheek.
“say it again,” he tells you.
“my current—”
juhoon immediately cuts you off.
“wrong.”
you start laughing.
“juhoon—”
“say it properly.”
you’re barely holding the phone steady now. “properly how?”
he leans down slightly so his face is closer to the camera, expression completely serious.
“my only boyfriend.”
your laughter gets louder.
“you’re so dramatic.”
juhoon sighs and finally reaches forward, taking the phone out of your hand.
the recording angle tilts for a second before the screen fills with his unimpressed expression.
“this trend is stupid,” he says.
then he stops the video.
▸ MARTIN EDWARDS
the video starts mid-laugh.
you’re holding the phone up while trying to frame both of you, barely managing to keep it steady.
“okay,” you say to the camera. “i just wanted to introduce you guys to my current boyfriend.”
martin is behind you at the kitchen counter.
he’s digging through a bag of chips, completely distracted, until the word current registers.
the chip pauses halfway to his mouth.
“…your what boyfriend?”
you keep smiling at the camera like you didn’t hear him.
“this is martin.”
slowly, he lowers the chip.
“hold on.”
you finally glance back at him. “what?”
martin squints at you like he’s trying to decide if you’re joking.
“did you just say current boyfriend?”
you nod casually. “yeah.”
he stares at you.
then he laughs.
a loud, incredulous laugh like you just told the dumbest joke he’s ever heard.
“current?” he repeats.
“it’s a trend,” you explain.
martin tosses the chip back into the bag dramatically.
“a trend where you make it sound like i’m getting replaced next week?”
you’re already starting to laugh.
“no—”
“current boyfriend,” he says again, pointing at himself. “like there’s a waiting list or something.”
you shrug teasingly.
“maybe.”
martin’s eyes widen immediately.
“maybe?”
he pushes off the counter and walks over, grabbing the phone out of your hand so the camera angle shakes for a second.
now the camera is way too close to his face.
“hi,” he says to it. “apparently i’m the current one.”
you’re laughing behind the phone now, trying to grab it back.
“martin—”
he dodges you easily, holding it higher.
“should i start packing my stuff?” he continues dramatically. “is there a schedule? do i get a warning before i’m replaced?”
you try to grab his sleeve. “give it back!”
“no,” he says, still talking to the camera. “because i’d like clarification.”
finally he lowers the phone a little and looks at you.
“current,” he repeats slowly.
you grin. “why are you so offended?”
martin scoffs.
“i’m not offended.”
he definitely is.
he leans closer, slinging an arm loosely around your shoulders and pulling you into the frame again.
“say it again,” he tells you.
“my current—”
he immediately covers your mouth with his hand.
“wrong answer.” you’re laughing so hard now you almost drop the phone when he finally gives it back. martin shakes his head. “unbelievable.”
then he looks straight at the camera one last time. “for the record,” he says, “i’m the only boyfriend.”
you grin.
“…for now.”
martin stares at you. the video ends abruptly because he reaches forward and stops the recording.
▸ EOM SEONGHYEON
you set your phone against a cup on the kitchen counter, adjusting it slightly until both you and the couch behind you are in frame. the red recording timer starts blinking and you step back, smoothing your shirt like this is a completely normal thing to be doing. from the living room, seonghyeon watches you with quiet curiosity. he’s stretched out on the couch, one arm resting along the backrest, the other loosely holding his phone, but his attention isn’t on the screen anymore.
“what are you filming?” he asks.
“nothing,” you reply quickly, already turning toward the camera.
that answer is suspicious enough to make him look up properly. he lowers his phone and studies you for a moment, trying to figure out what you’re up to. you just smile sweetly at the camera.
“hi guys,” you say casually. “i just wanted to introduce you as my current boyfriend.”
for a second there’s only silence behind you.
then seonghyeon speaks.
“…your what boyfriend?”
you turn your head slightly, pretending to be confused. “my current boyfriend.”
he sits up a little straighter on the couch, eyes narrowing just enough to show he’s thinking about the wording. you expect a reaction—maybe confusion, maybe the kind of dramatic offense people usually have in this trend—but instead he just watches you for a moment like he’s trying to decide if you’re serious.
“current,” he repeats slowly.
you nod.
there’s a short pause while he considers it. then he stands up and walks over, not rushed or dramatic about it. he stops beside you, glancing at the phone first and then at your face.
“hi,” he says calmly to the camera.
you blink.
that’s it?
“you’re not going to say anything about the ‘current’ part?” you ask.
seonghyeon glances back at you. “should i?”
“yes,” you say immediately. “that’s the whole point.”
he looks thoughtful for a second, like he’s genuinely considering it. then he turns slightly toward the camera again, resting one hand on the counter beside the phone.
“i guess i’m the current boyfriend,” he says.
you wait.
nothing else happens.
you stare at him. “that’s all?”
he shrugs lightly. “what else am i supposed to say?”
“most people get mad.”
that makes him laugh quietly under his breath. he tilts his head, studying your expression like the reaction itself is more interesting than the trend.
“why would i get mad?”
“because it sounds temporary,” you explain. “like there’s going to be another one later.”
seonghyeon thinks about that for a second. his eyes flick back to the camera and then to you again.
“if there’s another one later,” he says calmly, “that sounds like his problem.”
you stare at him, completely thrown off.
“…what?”
he looks amused now, like your confusion is the funniest part of the whole situation.
“if someone replaces me,” he continues, “they’re the one who has to deal with you.”
your mouth falls open.
“hey!”
he smiles slightly, clearly pleased with himself. the reaction you were trying to get from him never really came—no outrage, no dramatic protest—just that calm confidence like he never once believed the title meant anything serious.
“this prank was supposed to make you mad,” you complain.
“bad prank,” he says simply.
before you can argue again, he reaches forward and taps the phone, stopping the recording. the red timer disappears and the screen goes still. seonghyeon slides the phone back toward you across the counter like the whole thing was no big deal.
“next time,” he says, already turning to walk back toward the couch, “pick a trend that actually works.”
you stare at the phone in your hands for a second before looking up at him again.
“…you ruined it.”
seonghyeon glances back over his shoulder with a small smile.
“skill issue.”
▸ AHN KEONHO
the phone is sitting on the counter, recording, red light blinking like it’s begging for drama. you’re adjusting it, trying to get the perfect angle. keonho leans against the fridge, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised, looking like he’s trying not to laugh already.
“what are you doing?” he asks, voice dripping with suspicion… or maybe just judgment.
“nothing,” you say, grinning at the camera. “just a tiktok.”
he snorts. “a tiktok? okay, about what? me? am i the subject of this social experiment?”
“yes!” you chirp. “i just wanted to introduce you to my current boyfriend.”
he freezes, blinks once, then tilts his head like you just told him you’re moving to mars. “…current?” he repeats slowly, voice full of mock horror. “current? like, probation? like, temporary? like i’m on some kind of boyfriend tryout?”
you bite your lip, barely holding back laughter. he’s pacing now, hands flailing slightly, looking directly at the phone like it personally offended him.
“keonho—” you try, but he cuts you off with a dramatic gasp. “no, no, no. we are not doing this. current? excuse me, internet, this is absurd. i am your boyfriend. permanent. immutable. eternal. do you hear me? eternal.”
he snatches a chip from the counter, pops it in his mouth, and points at the camera with a crunchy finger. “and if anyone comments ‘he heard current and got mad,’ let me clarify: yes, i’m joking. very funny. hilarious. subscribe for more chaos.”
you’re dying from laughing. he drops his hands, smirks, then leans toward the camera. “current boyfriend trend? absolute clown energy. like, who wrote this? big yikes. make it stop. internet, you’re canceled.”
he steps back, bounces on the balls of his feet like he’s performing a one-man tiktok review. “also, let’s be clear. i am permanent. there is no backup. there is no rotation. if you try to replace me, you’re wrong. straight up wrong. end of story.”
you can barely breathe. he notices and winks at the camera, pointing at you. “she thinks this is serious. it’s not. chill. just vibes. chaos. laughter. pure entertainment. do you see this? do you see what i’m dealing with?”
he spins dramatically, grabs the phone with one hand, and stops the recording. “alright, that’s enough content for today. the trend? canceled. not by anger, by pure comedic energy. subscribe for updates on this ongoing saga of me being a permanent boyfriend.”
then he tosses the phone back toward you, hops onto the counter like a tiny chaotic king, and munches another chip while watching you collapse in laughter, clearly proud of the nonsense he just delivered.
