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[TikTok] @TeaTimeEntertainment (Video: A split screen of a recent press conference. On the left, Net is smiling charmingly at the reporters. On the right, JJ is visibly rolling his eyes so hard he might see his own brain.)

Reporter: "Net, how was it working with JJ again for the new campaign?" Net: "Oh, it was... educational. I learned that some people can actually communicate entirely through aggressive sighing. Right, JJ-phi?" JJ: (Grabs the mic, voice cold) "I prefer sighing over listening to someone who loves the sound of their own voice more than the script. Next question, please."

Comments: @user123: LMAO typical NetJJ energy. Sila lang yung magkatrabaho na mukhang magsasabunutan anytime. @bl_shipper: The tension is tensioning! Is it hate? Is it ‘I want to punch you with my mouth’? We will never know. @net_stan: Net is such a menace, he enjoys annoying JJ so much 😭

[Instagram] @net_siraphop (Photo: A high-fashion solo shot of Net leaning against a luxury car, looking expensive and untouchable.) Caption: Some things are just better left in the past. Like bad fashion choices and people who can’t take a joke. ✌️ Tagged: @jj.radchapon

[Instagram] @jj.radchapon (Photo: A blurry, aesthetic shot of a cup of black coffee on a windowsill.) Caption: Bitter, just the way I like it. Keeps the fake people away. ☕️

[X/Twitter] @ChismisCentral BREAKING: An anonymous user on a web forum just dropped a folder of old photos from 5 years ago. Look at this one! Is this Net and JJ?! 😱 #NetJJ #Resurfaced

(Image attached: A grainy, low-light photo of a younger Net and JJ. They aren’t fighting. Net has his arms wrapped tightly around JJ’s waist from behind, chin resting on JJ’s shoulder. JJ is smiling—a real, soft, toothy smile—while holding Net’s hands. They are wearing matching silver rings.)

[iMessage Group Chat: The Chaos Crew] Participants: Namping, Kim, Ohm

Namping: @JJ UYYY!!! ANO TO?! Namping: [Sent an image: The viral hug photo] Kim: Bro, bakit may payakapan? Bakit may matching rings? Ohm: Wait, I thought legit na magkaaway kayo since day one? You told us you hated him because he was ‘arrogant.’ Namping: Bakit mukhang hindi arrogance yung tinitignan mo dyan sa photo, JJ? Mukhang mahal na mahal mo ah? Kim: JJ is typing... Kim: JJ is typing... Kim: JJ left the group. Ohm: Huli pero hindi kulong! HAHAHA.

[iMessage Group Chat: Net’s Support System (LOL)] Participants: Keng, Latte, Net

Keng: Net, care to explain why you’re trending for being a lover boy instead of a hater? Latte: The internet is exploding. Everyone thought you guys were rival actors, not ex-lovers. Net: It was a long time ago. Keng: Long time ago but you still tease him every day? That’s not beef, that’s pining, bro. Net: I’m not pining. I’m just... waiting for the right timing to fix it. Latte: Well, the timing just got forced. Look at what JJ just posted on X.

[X/Twitter] @jj.radchapon "Old photos are just that. Old. Don’t believe everything you see. Some people are just good at acting, even back then."

[X/Twitter] @net_siraphop (Replying to @jj.radchapon) "If that was acting, then I deserve an Oscar, JJ. But we both know I’m not that good. 😉 Why so affected? Pikon talo, remember?"

Netizens: @fan_girl: OMYGOD NET IS RAGEBAITING HIM!! @shipping_lord: “I deserve an Oscar” = “It was real.” I’M SCREAMING.

[Instagram Story] @net_siraphop (A dark photo of a steering wheel. The GPS shows a location in a familiar residential area.) Caption: Time to stop talking to a screen. 🤫

JJ stared at the door of his apartment, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. He knew that knock. It was rhythmic, confident, and utterly annoying. It was a knock that demanded to be let in.

"Go away, Net!" JJ shouted, leaning his forehead against the cool wood of the door. "I’m not in the mood for your content or your teasing. Go home to your fans."

"I’m not recording, JJ. And I’m not leaving," Net’s voice came through, muffled but steady. Gone was the playful, mocking lilt he used in interviews. "We’ve done this for three years. The 'beef,' the shading, the avoiding. The photo is out. We can't pretend it didn't happen anymore."

"I can pretend whatever I want!" JJ snapped, his voice cracking slightly. "You left! You went abroad, no goodbye, no nothing! You made it very easy to pretend you didn't exist until you showed up on a billboard three years later."

There was a long silence. JJ almost thought Net had finally given up, but then he heard a soft sigh.

"I didn't have a choice about leaving, JJ. My family... you know how they were. But I had a choice about coming back. I came back for this industry, yes, but I stayed in it because of you. Open the door. Please."

JJ’s hand trembled on the lock. He hated how easily that 'please' bypassed his defenses. He turned the deadbolt and pulled the door open just a crack.

Net looked exhausted. His stylish coat was slightly rumpled, and his eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were soft with a lingering grief he usually hid behind camera flashes.

"You look like mess," JJ whispered, though his own eyes were red-rimmed.

"And you look like you want to hit me," Net managed a small, weak smile. "Can I come in? Or are we going to give the neighbors a live show?"

JJ stepped back, allowing Net to enter. The tension in the room was thick, suffocating. Net didn't wait. He walked straight into JJ’s personal space, the familiar scent of his expensive cologne filling JJ’s senses.

"Why did you let everyone think we hated each other?" JJ asked, his voice trembling. "You leaned into it. You teased me until I wanted to scream."

"Because your hate was the only thing you were willing to give me," Net said softly, stepping closer until JJ was backed against the kitchen counter. "If I couldn't have your love, I’d take your anger. At least you were looking at me. At least you were talking to me."

"That’s sick, Net," JJ breathed, his breath hitching as Net reached out, his thumb brushing JJ’s lower lip.

"It’s desperate," Net corrected. "I waited for you to stop hating me. I waited for the right moment to explain why I disappeared, but you kept building those walls higher. I thought if I teased you, if I kept you flustered, you wouldn't be able to forget me."

"I couldn't forget you even if I tried," JJ admitted, the bitterness finally giving way to a raw, aching honesty. "Every song I wrote... it was about a ghost."

Net’s expression shifted, a flash of the old, confident teaser returning to his eyes, though it was tempered with heat. "A ghost? Is that why you were so pikon online today? Because the ghost came back to haunt you?"

"Shut up," JJ muttered, trying to look away, but Net caught his chin, forcing their eyes to meet.

"Make me," Net challenged, his voice a low, dangerous velvet. "You’ve been acting like you can’t stand my touch for years, JJ. Are you still acting?"

"I hate you," JJ whispered, but his hands were already finding their way to the lapels of Net’s coat, pulling him closer.

"Liar," Net murmured.

Net leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from JJ’s. The teasing was gone now, replaced by a hunger that had been simmering for half a decade. When he finally closed the gap, it wasn't a gentle reunion. It was a collision.

Net’s tongue swiped against JJ’s bottom lip, demanding entry, and JJ gave in with a low moan that was lost in Net’s mouth. The kiss tasted like years of unspoken apologies and repressed longing. Net’s hands moved from JJ’s face to his waist, lifting him slightly to seat him on the counter, his fingers digging into JJ’s thighs.

JJ wrapped his arms around Net’s neck, his fingers tangling in the perfectly styled hair he’d wanted to mess up for years. Net pulled back for a second, just long enough to trail his lips down JJ’s jawline to the sensitive skin of his neck.

"Still hate me?" Net bit down softly on the junction of JJ’s neck and shoulder, making JJ gasp, his back arching.

"I... I hate how much I don't," JJ choked out, his head falling back as Net’s hands slid under his shirt, warm palms meeting cold skin.

Net looked up, his eyes dark and triumphant, but filled with a fierce devotion. "Good. Because I’m not going anywhere this time. No more study abroad, no more ghosting. Just me, annoying you for the rest of our lives."

"You’re so arrogant," JJ whispered, but he was smiling—the same soft, toothy smile from the grainy photo five years ago.

"And you’re so flustered," Net teased, leaning back in for another deep, soul-searing kiss. "My favorite version of you."

[Instagram] @net_siraphop (Photo: A candid, slightly blurry shot of JJ. He is fast asleep on a sofa, his head resting on Net’s lap. Net’s hand is visible, gently stroking JJ’s hair. JJ looks peaceful, his face soft and devoid of his usual 'hater' scowl.)

Caption: Found a grumpy cat on my doorstep. Decided to keep him. The beef is officially over-cooked. 🐈‍⬛♥️ Tagged: @jj.radchapon

Comments: @namping_chane: FINALLY! Pero grabe, kailangan pa ng viral photo para umamin? @keng_tachaya: I told you guys. Net is the biggest simp in the industry. @netjj_shipper: I AM LITERALLY SOBBING! LOOK AT HOW HE HOLDS HIM! @jj.radchapon: (Replying to @net_siraphop) I’m deleting your IG account while you sleep. @net_siraphop: (Replying to @jj.radchapon) Love you too, babe. 😘

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