Grey Alpha || 9th member edition · Y/n story by @ChansVessel

Okay, so. You’re here. You’ve paid actual money. The timer hit zero about ten seconds ago and you’ve just been staring at a black screen like a fool.

Grey Alpha

Hey.

And there he is. Bang Chan. Or… not Bang Chan. Grey Alpha. He’s leaning back in a sleek, black gaming chair, in a room you’ve never seen before. White walls, a single abstract painting, professional ring lighting that makes his skin glow and his dark eyes look even deeper. He’s wearing a simple, loose-fitting grey t-shirt. His dimples are on full display with that small, knowing smile.

Grey Alpha

Welcome in. Thanks for subscribing.

His voice is the same. It’s Chan’s voice. But the tone is… different. Lower. Slower. More deliberate. The easygoing Aussie cadence is still there, but it’s wrapped in something else. Something that feels like it’s meant for a dark room and a single screen.

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I see we’ve got a new name in the chat. He glances off-screen, presumably at a monitor. “Midnight_OwI”. Cute. With a capital ‘i’ instead of an ‘L’. Trying to be sneaky?

Your heart is absolutely in your throat. He can’t know. The site agreement says he could find out if he really wanted to, but he’d have to request it. He wouldn’t. Right?

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Doesn’t matter. You’re here now. He runs a hand through his hair, making it messier. Long day. Needed this. You ever have one of those days where you just need to… let go?

He’s talking to the chat, but his eyes are locked on the camera. On you. It feels like he’s talking directly to you. This is so far from the Chan who brought you tea at 3 AM last week because he heard you coughing.

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So. “Midnight_OwI”. You gonna be quiet all night, or are you gonna tell me what you want to see?