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It had only been a week since the Bini girls moved into their shared house—aptly named the *Bini House*—and settled into the rhythm of living together. Today marked their third livestream since landing a contract with Kumu, and things were getting interesting, especially between Mikha and Aiah.
The atmosphere in the house was cozy yet bustling with energy, as the girls prepared for their latest livestream. They were supposed to talk about their experience living together, sharing fun stories with their *Blooms*, while answering questions from the fans in the comments section. But ever since the last event at *Bini Day*—where Mikha and Aiah had a few too many heart-fluttering moments—the two had grown awkward around each other again. The sparks were there, but neither of them knew what to do with them.
Mikha and Aiah, now seated side by side on a small, cushiony sofa, were minding their own business. Mikha, wearing a gray hoodie layered with a black denim jacket and cargo pants, was scrolling through her phone, reading through some comments from fans. Aiah, on the other hand, was dressed in a simple but elegant black off-shoulder long-sleeve dress that ended a couple of inches above her knees. She was talking to their audience, doing her best to keep up with the rapid-fire questions flooding the screen.
"*Hi Blooms!*" Aiah greeted, her voice full of energy as she leaned closer to the camera, adjusting her position ever so often. The air-conditioning in the house had been running full blast since the morning, and Aiah—who easily got cold—kept shifting uncomfortably in her seat, wrapping her arms around herself slightly to keep warm. But she stayed professional, her smile never wavering as she engaged with the fans.
Meanwhile, Mikha was still trying to act casual. She and Aiah hadn't spoken much in the past few days, the awkwardness from *Bini Day* hanging in the air. She kept glancing at her phone, but from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but notice Aiah's constant shuffling. A subtle frown crossed Mikha's face. Without saying anything, she stood up quietly, slipping out of the camera frame, making it seem like she was getting something random.
The other Bini girls, scattered around the room and preparing their segments, noticed the shift. Stacey nudged Sheena, whispering, "Ano na naman kaya gagawin ni Mikha?" They exchanged curious looks.
Moments later, Mikha returned with a fluffy blanket in hand. Without making a big show of it, she gently draped the blanket over Aiah's legs, making sure it covered her knees completely. The gesture was soft, almost instinctive, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Yieeeeee!" erupted from the other side of the room. Maloi and Stacey were the first to break the silence, their voices loud with teasing enthusiasm. "Ang sweet naman ni Miks!" Maloi chimed, grinning mischievously.
"Aba, MikhAiah layag na layag!" Sheena laughed, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively, causing the rest of the girls to giggle.
Aiah, caught off guard by the sudden blanket and the teasing, felt her cheeks heat up. She glanced at Mikha, who was now awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck, clearly uncomfortable with all the attention.
The camera had shifted to a different angle, so their livestream audience couldn't see much of the interaction, but the Blooms in the comments section were already going wild with guesses about what was happening off-screen.
"Ang dami niyong *secret* na ginagawa dyan ah," Jhoanna teased, her tone playful.
"Di kami makarelate!" Colet added with a pout, as if she and the other girls were left out of something adorable.
Aiah turned back to the camera, still smiling but trying to hide her flushed cheeks. She felt a rush of warmth—not just from the blanket but from the thoughtful gesture. She knew Mikha was the quiet type, but these small acts of kindness always made Aiah's heart skip a beat. While still talking to the livestream audience, Aiah leaned slightly towards Mikha, as if on impulse, and planted a soft kiss on Mikha's shoulder—a small, subtle thank you. It was so quick that anyone watching wouldn't have caught it, but it was there.
Mikha's body tensed up at the gesture, though she didn't pull away. Instead, she placed her arm around Aiah's waist, trying to be discreet, as if shielding the action from both the camera and the other girls. Aiah, however, unknowingly intertwined her fingers with Mikha's hand that was resting at her waist.
Another wave of giggles spread through the room, but this time, it was quieter, almost as if the other Bini members were trying not to interrupt what they knew was a sweet, private moment.
Aiah shifted in her seat slightly, leaning closer to Mikha as she whispered, "Thank you. Nilalamig na ako talaga kaso di ako makatayo kasi nakacenter ako dito."
Mikha nodded, offering a small, bashful smile. "Wala 'yun," she mumbled before suddenly grimacing a little. "Ang kati ng tuhod ko, di ko makamot."
Without missing a beat, Aiah reached down and scratched Mikha's knee with her free hand, causing the other girl to chuckle under her breath. It was a simple, playful gesture, but the intimacy of it—the casual familiarity—made something stir in the air between them.
The camera switched angles again, capturing more of the group as the girls continued interacting with their fans. Mikha and Aiah, however, seemed to slip into their own little world, fingers still intertwined, heads slightly leaning into each other. They weren't even aware of the fact that they were now speaking quietly to one another, forgetting the livestream altogether.
"Parang silang dalawa lang ang nasa room," Colet whispered to Jhoanna, who stifled a laugh behind her hand.
As the livestream wrapped up, the rest of the Bini girls exchanged knowing glances, all silently agreeing to just let Mikha and Aiah have their moment for a bit longer. But of course, that silence didn't last.
"HOOOOY! Tapos na ang live!" Maloi broke the quiet, her voice cutting through the air like a mischievous alarm bell.
Mikha and Aiah both jolted, suddenly realizing that the cameras had stopped rolling, and they were still sitting there, hands intertwined. Quickly pulling their hands apart, they exchanged awkward glances, both of them turning a bright shade of pink.
The teasing continued from all directions.
"Magkaholding hands pa kayo ha!" Stacey added, grinning widely as she leaned in closer to the pair.
"Sana all may ka-holding hands!" Sheena chimed in, making exaggerated heart shapes with her fingers.
As the room filled with laughter and teasing remarks, Sheena suddenly checked her phone. "Guys...check Twitter."
The girls, curious, all pulled out their phones and immediately opened Twitter. The trending hashtags of the day were filled with snippets and screenshots from their livestream—cropped and zoomed-in moments that highlighted every little interaction between Mikha and Aiah.
One post had a close-up shot of Aiah's subtle kiss on Mikha's shoulder, while another captured the moment when Mikha draped the blanket over Aiah's legs. Even the moment Aiah scratched Mikha's knee had been immortalized, with fans losing their minds over every tiny gesture.
But the most shared screenshot? It was a zoomed-in edit of Mikha's hand resting on Aiah's waist, their fingers intertwined as they sat so close to each other, completely unaware that every single move they made had been noticed by their ever-watchful *Blooms*.
"Yieeee, MikhAiah layag na layag na talaga!" Maloi yelled, waving her phone in the air to show the tweet, making everyone in the room burst into giggles.
"Grabe, trending pa tayo ngayon," Jhoanna added, scrolling through the endless stream of tweets. "May edit pa ng shoulder kiss!"
Mikha, utterly embarrassed, buried her face in her hands while Aiah, unable to stop laughing, tried to comfort her by gently patting her back.
"Kaya pala trending ang livestream," Stacey said, nudging Mikha playfully. "Alam nyo na kung bakit!"
The room erupted in teasing yet again, with every girl adding their own commentary about how adorable and sweet the two had been during the live.
As Mikha and Aiah finally composed themselves, they exchanged one last look—a soft, knowing smile shared between them. They may have been caught in the act, but there was no denying the growing connection between them, even if they were still figuring it all out.
In the end, the teasing from their members was just another reminder that sometimes, the best things happen when you least expect them—even during a livestream where you thought no one was watching too closely.
But the *Blooms*? They saw everything.
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