"Hahaha, look at the comments, Cucumber-bro, someone's trolling even more than you do!" A-Fei moved away from the screen, cackling. Shen Yuan, barely containing the still existing murderous urge to throttle Airplane for fucking recording him without permission, leaned in to scan the youtube comment section.
1p: Wtf in what world is this sleeping asmr??? Asking OP to answer
2p: nice b8
3p: troll alert
4p: huh you've got a nice voice, gege, why are you trashing xianxia papapa novels?? QwQ
And then among the wave of discontent, laughs, cries of rage, one comment stood out.
99p: Your video essay was quite enjoyable, even if there were a few logic issues with your arguments for...
[...] <an entire paragraph or two of a review>
Nontheless, it is my sincere hope this was not your last video.
The more he read, the higher Shen Yuan's eyebrows rows. Was he being praised? And why the last part sounded vaguely like a threat?
His inner internet gremlin slowly poked his head out.
"Move, Airplane," he ordered, shoving his friend off the chair. He sat down, cracked his neck and finger joints, and started replying.
A premise:
Modern AU
Shen Jiu has issues with sleeping, his Qi-ge sends him a link to a supposedly cute asmr for sleeping video. It was more than clear Qi-ge had not in fact heard even a second of the video. Shen Jiu surprisingly finds the icy cold rants made by a youthful male voice soothing, and he sleeps the entire night, waking up well rested for the first time in months, if not years.
