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Phainon Khaslana and Mydeimos – the most secret relationship of the century?

Published July 19^th 2026

You must be living under the rock if you haven’t heard the news of the new celebrity scandal that had shook the world recently. But no worries, we got you. Here is everything you need to know about the most unexpected union of Phainon Khaslana and Mydeimos.

First of all, is it really as unexpected as everyone thinks?

The two men were rumored to hate each other during what everyone used to call the 'unfortunate' time they had to collaborate on projects, their differences so vast it seemed as if no power in the world could bring them together.

Which obviously ended up being not true now that we know they’re actually married.

As fans around the world ponder the possibility of this crazy union, let’s go back to where it all started. Here is a full timeline of Phainon and Mydeimos’ relationship from the very beginning.

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[video description: a spacious, sunlit room came into focus. In the middle of the room two men were sitting on the light blue velvet couch. One was wearing a thin white shirt with delicate golden threads woven into its fabric and simple black slacks. His white hair was tousled artfully, a black choker adorning his neck and covering his sun tattoo.

The man next to him was dressed similarly in a simple red shirt and black slacks. His leather jacket was draped over the couch, showing a part of its intricate design. The man’s blond hair was simply held in place by a flower hair pin, baring a part of his neck and showing off the crimson tattoos that decorated his body.

The two men whispered something to each other, their poses relaxed and bodies half turned, shoulders and hands brushing every few seconds. They seemed to be at complete easy with one another.]

“Is that thing on?” a voice suddenly came from behind the camera. The two stopped talking and turned their heads towards the reporter. “Oh, it is! Good, good. Rewind is live, better prepare your questions! You know the drill – send your questions to our studio and the most popular ones will be asked right here, live on our show! 9 questions from you and 1 from us, the usual deal.”

[A young woman stepped into the room and waved at the camera. She was dressed in a light pink suit and she removed the jacket as she sat on the chair in front of the couch, staying in short sleeve white blouse that showed off her tattooed arms. She crossed her legs at the ankles, as her assistant turned on the big screen where questions will be displayed.]

She then addressed the two men. “Now, we all know who you are but please introduce yourselves!”

The white-haired man grinned at the camera. He introduced himself, his tone measured but friendly. “I’m Phainon Khaslana, you probably know me by my role in Irontomb. Thank you for having me!”

He raised his hand and waved a little. Then he turned to his companion, introducing him with a small flourish. “And this is Mydeimos Khaslana. He’s a singer, he released his first album a few months ago!” Phainon beamed, his whole face alight and excitement bleeding into his voice. “And he’s also my wife!”

Mydei’s face reddened slightly. He nodded. “Thank you for having me.”

“Thank you for coming here!” the reporter laughed. “Call me Kei. Tell us, what made you come to our show?”

The two men looked at each other. Mydeimos shrugged. “Phainon dragged me here. And our managers thought it was a good idea to clear up some things.”

“They certainly weren’t wrong,” Kei laughed. “The news of Mr. Khaslana’s marriage had nearly broken the internet the first time around but now that it was revealed that you were the beloved wife the man kept talking about – your fans had done it for real. It’s been a few days but I think a few of my apps are still lagging a bit – the effects of your reveal are far from over! Which brings us to our first question.”

Kei turned around. Phainon and Mydei sat straighter as bold letters appeared on the screen:

[Are you two really together?]

“Really, guys?” Kei groaned, her voice full of disappointment at their viewers. “So many questions to ask and the one with the most obvious answer just had to be the most popular one. Even I can give you an answer to this!”

“Well, there’s nothing to it,” Phainon shrugged. “Gotta answer. And yes. Yes, we are really together.”

“Why would we even joke about it?” Mydei asked, confused.

“Possibility of a PR relationship, maybe? Though, we’d have to lie in that case, so I’m not exactly sure either.” Phainon furrowed his brows and then said to the camera, "I'm not sharing our wedding photos. Those are for me to look at. You'll just have to trust me that Mydei looks gorgeous in white."

Mydei lightly smacked him on the leg, his cheeks reddening with new force. "Stop it. Neither of us ever had a PR relationship. And we’re literally married. I’ve never heard of anyone having a PR marriage before.”

“You never know what people can come up with. First time for everything”

“There you have it,” Kei said, exasperated. “Next questions better be something good.”

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[How long have you been together?]

“Oh, this one is good. Thank you!”

Mydei furrowed his brows. He looked at Phainon. “We officially started dating a few weeks after your debut.” He nodded. “Yes, it’s been 5 years now.”

Phainon nodded. “5 years, 6 months and 1 week, yes.”

“Uh,” Kei blinked.

Mydei hummed, not paying her any mind. “Yes. We knew each other for a long time before it but we only got together after The Moonchant Studio asked Legacy for a collaboration all those years ago.”

“That was the first time you two worked with each other, right? Your first ever project together.”

“Yes,” Phainon twirled a pen he found who knew where. “Ptolemy, Legacy’s guitar, played a role in the movie. So everyone kind of expected Legacy to write a few songs in support of it. Then the studio decided to involve me because they knew I was already familiar with the boys and the rest is history.”

“You were friends before you started dating? Didn’t expect you two to have a classic friends to lovers story!”

Phainon ran a hand through his hair with a laugh. “More like rivals to lovers but yes, you could say that. We knew each other since we were 16. Met during an audition for The Sleeping Beauty movie.” He snickered, “I didn’t make the cut because of my age but Mydei here… Have you seen Mydei when he was a kid?”

Mydei slowly turned to him with narrowed eyes.

Kei shook her head.

“Well, let me tell you,” Phainon dodged Mydei’s hands that were reaching for his mouth in hopes to make him shut up. “Mydei looked like an actual doll. Which was exactly what the casting directors were looking for, don’t get me wrong! Just not for the role of the prince.”

Mydei hissed, “Be quiet –”

Phainon dodged to another side and then grabbed Mydei’s hands in a strong hold, preventing him from moving unless he wanted to make a scene.

Mydei kicked him in the shin instead.  

Phainon continued quickly, his voice cracking in the beginning from the force of the kick. “Mydeimos over here was auditioning for the role of the prince but the casting directors mistook him for a girl and offered him the role of the sleeping beauty instead!”

Mydei cursed at him from under his breath and seeing Kei’s amused face, he said a little bashfully. “Nothing happened because I also was too young for the role. Still,” he glared half-heartedly at his husband. “Phainon loves this story way too much.”

“Oh?” Kei asked, her interest piqued.

“During last years Award show, someone had mistaken me for my mother,” Mydei shook his head at Kei’s perplexed face. “Don’t even ask why, I was rather confused about that as well. But this idiot over here thought it was the funniest thing in the world and made it his whole personality for the evening.”

Kei cocked her head to the side.

[A picture of a woman appeared on the screen. She was dressed in a dark red dress that highlighted the sharp curves of her body. Her golden curls were gathered in an elaborate updo, leaving her nape and strong shoulders bare to the world as she smirked at something a woman next to her said. Her face was slightly turned to the side, light brown eyes scanning the crowd for someone.]

Kei squinted. “You know, you do look a lot like your mother. I never made that connection for some reason but now that I saw it, it’s kinda hard to unsee it, if you know what I mean.”

Phainon pointed at her. “Exactly! See, Kei gets it.”

Mydei huffed. “And your teasing was very much not appreciated.”

“Oh, come off it now. I saw you laughing at my jokes!”

“I wasn’t laughing at your jokes; I was laughing at your stupid face.”

“Well, you seem to like that stupid face of mine a lot, so what does that say about you?”

Mydei rolled his eyes. He smacked Phainon’s hand that was creeping towards his thigh. “That my father and Krateros were right and I have horrible taste in men.”

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[Who made the first move?]

“Phainon.”

“Me,” the man in question grinned at the camera. “I asked Mydei out on a date 5 years ago and I was also the first one to propose!”

“Don’t sound so cocky. I had the ring prepared; you were just faster.”

“And I will hold that over your head until the day we die.”

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[Have you ever dated anyone before each other?]

“No,” both men answered simultaneously.

“It’s a first relationship for both of us,” Mydei tucked a strayed golden curl behind his ear.

Phainon caught his hand before Mydei could lower it and bought it to his lips in a lingering kiss. He stared intently at his wife as he grinned against warm skin, “First and last.”

Mydei’s lips quirked in a small smile.

“Yes. First and last.”

Kei coughed, breaking the moment. With her cheeks red, she motioned at someone behind the camera, “…Next question, please.”

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[What prompted you to reveal your marriage?]

The two men looked at each other for a moment.

Phainon shrugged helplessly as he turned to the camera. “Receiving the Most Eligible Bachelor Award was always kind of awkward – I was not single even a day during the time I won that thing – but now that I was married, it became even weirder,” he scrunched his nose.

Mydei scoffed, not falling for his act even one bit. “And he wanted to tell everyone about our marriage.”

“…Yeah, that too.”

Kei snorted. “So, you broke the internet because you wanted to brag?” She looked Mydei up and down, and added cheekily, “Not that I blame you or anything.”

“Hey, now!” Phainon protested, pointing one finger at her. “Get your own.”

Kei turned to Mydei. “Do you have any siblings?”

Mydei snorted. He shook his head with slightly red cheeks, a small grin hiding in the corners of his lips. “No, I’m an only child.”

“A pity, that. Your parents sure know how to make them gorgeous,” she winked at the rockstar and then went back to their original topic. “Alright, back to our question before Mr. Jealousy over here tries something. You revealed the marriage itself but not who your partner was. Was it intentional?”

Phainon nodded, mollified for now. “Yeah. Our managers wanted us to wait, to make sure that everything was prepared before we could reveal our relationship. Not to brag, but we had an inkling of what kind of reaction we’d have being, well, us. It would be a scandal of a major scale, so they wanted to release the news in small doses. Make it more digestible to the masses, so to say.”

“Then, that first post about your marriage reveal was planned?”

“Ah,” Phainon rubbed the back of his head with a slightly bashful smile. “Not… exactly, no.”

Mydei shot him a sidelong glance. “It wasn’t planned at all. The reveal that Phainon was even married to someone was planned for June. Someone,” he looked pointedly at his husband with a raised eyebrow, “got overexcited.”

Phainon shrugged. “I’d say I was sorry but we’ve waited long enough.”

“That is true,” Kei hummed. “5 years is not a small number. I can’t blame you for speeding up the schedule.”

“Thank you!” he elbowed Mydei in the side. “See, she gets it.”

“You are insufferable,” he ignored Phainon’s squawk and nodded to Kei. “Next question.”

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[Was the reveal of Mydeimos’ identity also planned?]

“Oh!” Kei perked up. “This one is from our show.”

“Your show?” Mydei asked curiously.

“Mhm. The way our show works is that we ask you 10 questions – the fans send questions they wish to ask to our studio and the most popular 9 questions get to you. The remaining 1 is for us to ask and this one,” she nodded at the screen, “was apparently the one my colleagues were most curious about.” She smiled at them encouragingly, “So? Any answers?”

“I see,” then Mydei shook his head. “No, it wasn’t planned or at least, we didn’t plan do to it so early. We had it planned for later – once the public was less… volatile about our relationship – but no. The answer is no.”

“Then, how exactly did it happen? I’m getting confused here.”

Mydei snorted and then looked pointedly at Phainon that was listening to their conversation like it had nothing to do with him. “Go on, explain why you did everything.”

“It wasn’t all me –”

“It was all you and everyone knows it.”

Phainon threw his hands up, exasperated. “Fine, yes it was me but I had my reasons! They were slandering you!”

“’Slandering’ –” Mydei’s mouth dropped, his expression bewildered. “They just mentioned me dating someone!”

“In front of me. What kind of reaction was I supposed to have?”

“Oh, I have some ideas,” Mydei rubbed his forehead. “Not causing a national scandal is definitely up there.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” Phainon tried half-heartedly.

“Tell that to Aglaea.”

A small pause.

“…I would but uh. I can’t”

Mydei looked at him from between his fingers. “You’re still blocked?”

Phainon scratched his head. “I’m sure she’ll unblock me soon,” then he amended, “somewhere in the future.”

“Okay, okay,” Kei waved her hands in front of them, prompting them to snap their heads in her direction in unison as if they’d forgotten she was even there. “Care to explain all this to poor little me and our viewers? I admit I’ve lost the plot a few minutes ago.”

Mydei made himself comfortable on the couch, his legs falling slightly open in the process. He grabbed a plush pillow from somewhere to busy his hands with something and then simply said, “Phainon.”

“Right,” the man nodded obediently. “Uh, where to start. Mydei’s identity reveal was planned but, as we’ve said before, it was supposed to happen much, much later. Probably this autumn, maybe October, or somewhere closer to that date. Originally –”

“Before Phainon ruined everyone’s plans.”

“Originally,” Phainon reiterated, ignoring Mydei’s jab. “We wanted to just be more friendly in public. Let people know that ‘hey, we don’t actually hate each other!’ – I admit, I still don’t know where that thing even came from but it certainly had its uses, so thanks to whoever came up with it, I guess?”

“Pretty sure that one came after Legacy’s first collaboration with The Moonchant Studio,” Kei tapped a finger against her chin. “I remember there were a lot of articles at that time saying that there was ‘tension’ between the two of you.”

Mydei raised his eyebrow, unimpressed. “There was tension between us alright, considering that we started dating a few weeks after said collaboration.”

Kei blinked. “Well, that’s awkward.” She passed a bottle of water to Phainon, “please, continue.”

He continued after taking a sip of water to wet his throat. “After the general public got used to seeing us together, we thought we’d slowly start to reveal our relationship. Start with constant public appearances, then the news of me having a partner, then my marriage. By the time it was revealed that Mydei was the wife in question, no one would even question it. Mydei rarely does interviews or even gets asked about his dating life – and thank God for that, he’s a horrible liar – so it all hinged on me but uh –”

“You got overexcited once you got married?” Kei guessed.

Phainon spun the pen between his fingers with an awkward laugh and dodged another half-hearted kick from Mydei. He put his free hand on Mydei’s leg, his long fingers gently caressing his inner thigh. “Yeah. I did. I don’t regret it, don’t get me wrong,” he hurriedly added. “But some plans had to be changed.”

“And now that you told the world of your marriage, your timeline had to be sped up and Mydeimos reveal had to happen much earlier too.”

“Precisely,” Phainon’s fingers dug deeper into his wife’s leg. Mydei placed his own hand on top of Phainon’s, pressing on it until he stopped fidgeting. Phainon took a deep breath, “ Most people probably know this already but I want to make this clear – I rarely look at social media or even simply search up my name. I used to do so in the past, back when I was a bit younger and more naive and,” he laughed awkwardly. “Let's just say I quickly got rid of that habit. And so, before we revealed Mydei’s identity, I happened to hear some things. Probably unintentionally but I've heard that, apparently, there were rumors flying around about him dating someone.”

Mydei nodded. His body was relaxed against the couch, his tone calm when he replied, “I only realized later that my comments about one of my songs, Dawn, were most likely the catalyst for that particular rumor. People were curious and my representatives have asked for privacy on my behalf which had only made it worse.” He then shrugged, “but they weren’t exactly wrong and I didn’t lie – the song was inspired by someone dear to me.”

He looked at Phainon and squeezed his hand that was still resting on his thigh. “They just didn’t guess the person correctly.”

Phainon chuckled and lowered his gaze, his lips twitching in a half-aborted smile. “They certainly didn’t. Once I heard about the rumors, I went to check what people were talking about and well, I saw some very convincing think pieces. Truly impressive.”

“He wasn’t a fan,” Mydei added.

“I didn’t say that!” Phainon quickly corrected. “But I had to set the record straight and well. You all saw what happened next.”

"So it was all thanks to that," Kei chuckled and asked, “And what about you, Mydeimos? Were you aware that such, uh, ‘think pieces’ were out there?”

“He knew. Everyone knew in fact,” Phainon gruffly answered instead. He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression souring. “And nobody ever thought of telling me.”

Mydei rolled his eyes with a small but affectionate huff. “Because it was pointless. And why would it even matter? I was with you all this time. Our friends and our families knew I was dating you,” he said. He took Phainon's hand and intertwined their fingers, prompting his husband to look at him. Mydei shot him a pointed look. “We weren't ready back then and since we both knew the truth - why should it matter what the rest of the world thinks?”

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[Did Mydeimos actually take Phainon’s name or was that a joke?]

“Who do you think I am?” Phainon asked, affronted. “Of course, he took my name. I didn’t fight his father about it for weeks and then changed Mydei’s name on all his accounts for everyone to think this is a joke!”

Kei smiled, amused and baffled in equal measure. “So, it was also you who changed the name and caused the first wave of panic.” She turned to Mydei, “Did you know about his plans?”

“No,” Mydei huffed. “I was peacefully sleeping in our bed at that moment. Phainon knew to turn our phones, our laptops and even my smart watch off so that the notifications and calls wouldn’t bother us during the night,” he then smirked at his husband. “He didn’t think that someone would try to reach us through our TV though.”

Phainon groaned. “Seriously who even does that?”

“Your own sister, that’s who.”

[Phainon mumbled something under his breath with a shake of his head. Mydei snorted in response. They exchanged brief smiles, their expression softening as they looked at each other.]

“So,” Kei interrupted their moment with a clap of her hands. “Mydeimos is legally a Khaslana now, isn’t he?”

“Yes,” Phainon nodded. “I know some people in our industry prefer to not change their names once they marry but,” he looked at Mydei who squeezed his hand in encouragement, “we wanted that for ourselves.”

“It was a small thing,” Mydei added. “But it meant something for us.”

“I see. That’s very sweet,” Kei said with a smile. She shuffled her notes a bit before she spoke up again, “the next question is not from the fans but rather a follow up from our studio, if you don’t mind.” Both men shook their heads and motioned for her to continue. She looked at her notes and then addressed Phainon that was looking at her curiously. “Uh. Were you also the one who retweeted those posts?”

“Oh,” Phainon blinked. “The whole how we hid our relationship thread? Yeah, it was me”

Though Kei expected this answer, she still spluttered.

Phainon looked at the camera and said with a small laugh. “Whoever is behind that account – you’ve got real talent. I have no clue how you even got so many things right!”

He crossed his legs at the ankles and continued, “As I've said, I rarely check my social media. I do lives from time to time but nothing beyond that. I wasn’t really aware of the fandom culture, as my sister loves to say. She was actually the one who helped me navigate it.”

“Called him a few names in the process but they figured it all out in the end,” Mydei added lazily. He nodded in thanks when someone passed him a bottle of water from behind the camera.

“She mostly helped me understand the slang! I wasn’t that bad,” Phainon protested. “Anyway, yes. She helped me navigate it properly and that was how I found the… think pieces and theories of who Mydei could potentially be dating. I’ll admit, I kind of fell down the rabbit hole,” he laughed, rubbing his neck bashfully. “But then I saw one account that made a scarily accurate timeline of our relationship – they even correctly matched up the lyrics from Legacy and Mydei’s songs to the rare photos I posted and some of the comments I made during my lives! – and,” he raised his brows. “I was impressed.”

“Did you show it to Mydeimos?”

“Of course!” Phainon said. He beamed at his wife that was watching him with a small smile on his face. “He was impressed too!”

“I was,” Mydei nodded. “I wasn’t aware anyone paid enough attention to consider that there might be something between us. Praise where praise is due – it was an impressive work.”

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[How did you hide your relationship for so long?]

“It wasn’t easy,” Phainon started. “But after a while pretty much everyone behind the scenes knew about it. They covered for us and helped us when we were confused about some things, or when we slipped up in public. That’s actually where the rumors about us hating each other came in handy!”

Mydei snorted. “It sure was during last awards season.”

“Oh yeah, everyone thought we were fighting, didn’t they? The reaction was kinda funny.”

“You mean to say you weren’t?” Kei asked curiously. She pulled up a few moments from the last year’s event.

[A large picture got projected on the screen – Phainon and Mydeimos are seen arguing about something in the background of the ballroom, their faces close to each other. Phainon’s face is hidden from the camera lens, while Mydeimos is facing the camera.

Phainon’s hand is gesturing at something on the other side of the room as Mydeimos watches him with a frown on his face, his cheeks flushed from anger and his arms crossed over his chest.]

“Eyewitnesses said that the two of you were arguing about something before you parted ways and were not seen together after that.”

“Well, of course they didn’t see us together after that,” Mydei deadpanned. “We went home.”

“And we weren’t arguing,” Phainon corrected. His eyes flickered to the picture and then to Mydei before he said with a grin, “You always look like you want to kill me when you get embarrassed. It’s adorable.”

Mydei spluttered. “I do not –”

“Just look at this photo!” Phainon pointed at the picture still projected on the big screen and said to Kei, “That must have been taken right after Mydei got confused for his mother and I started teasing him.” Then he added, “It’s really unfortunate that they had taken this after Mydei stopped laughing at my jokes, though.”

“I was not laughing at your stupid jokes.”

“My stupid face then,” he amended, indulgently. He winked at Kei and fake whispered, “Told you my wife is a shy little thing.”

Mydei groaned, his cheeks flushed hot red. He covered his face with a hand and smacked Phainon on the shoulder. When he spoke, his voice was slightly rough as he pleaded, “Just stop talking.”

“No, no,” Kei interrupted, delighted. “Don’t stop. This is amazing”

Phainon did a mini bow. “Happy to be of service. People don’t know Mydei like I do so I don’t blame them for confusing his embarrassment with anger.” He ignored Mydei’s unflattering mutterings and continued as if nothing was wrong, “To answer the original question – we got together fairly early in our careers. And at that time, we were not ready to reveal anything. We were both new to the industry – even Mydei, despite him being from the Kremnos family, he still had to tread carefully. Perhaps even more than me because I didn’t have the legacy of my family to uphold.”

He played with the gold ring on his finger absentmindedly, his expression turning pensive. Mydei peeked at him from the corner of his eye.

“Stop downplaying your own experience. You had your fair share of troubles,” Mydei refuted with a sigh. “Thanks to my family, I knew what to expect and had much more connections. You, on the other hand, were new, you didn’t know anyone. Yes, you were luckier than most that Aglaea had taken you under her wing but it doesn’t erase that you had struggled to get where you are right now.”

Phainon blinked. He looked at Mydei with a soft smile. “You’re too nice to me today, Mydeimos. Keep it up and I just might swoon.”

“Try it. I’m not catching you.”

“He always says it,” Phainon said to the camera. “And he always catches me.”

“Stop saying nonsense, haikas.”

“Oh, it’s getting –”

“’Haikas’? Is that what you call him, Mydeimos?” Kei interrupted, already knowing the two had a tendency to get lost in their banter.

Mydei blinked. His befuddled expression as he raised his head to look at her proved her point. “Ah, yes. It means hyena in kremnoan. Perfectly describes Phainon, if you asked me.”

Phainon beamed. “It’s his petname for me!”

“No, it is not –”

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[Why does Phainon call Mydeimos his wife?]

Phainon blinked. “That’s really one of the most popular questions? Seriously?”

Kei looked at the screen as if she herself didn’t know how to explain it. “Apparently, it is.”

“Well,” Phainon shrugged. “Nothing to it. I call him that –”

“Because he wants to and because I like it,” Mydei interrupted with a roll of his eyes. “There’s no secret meaning behind it and no weird conspiracy. It’s just something we do.”

“Oh, so you do like it. And here I was starting to wonder if maybe –”

“One more word and you’re sleeping on the couch.”

A beat of silence.

“…You’re a very cruel man, Mydeimos.”

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[The final question:

How does it feel to be open about your relationship?]

“Amazing.”

“Great.”

Both men replied at the same time. They looked at each and laughed; Phainon motioned at Mydei to go first.

“It’s nice to finally be able to say who inspired me to write my songs,” Mydei joked. “Phainon has been… a great source of inspiration for me. But I’m also just happy I don’t have to hide such a big part of my life anymore and pretend as if it doesn’t exist.”

“Yes,” Phainon rubbed his chin with a contemplative look on his face. “Being finally able to kiss in public feels incredible.”

Mydei kicked him in the shin. “Be serious.”

“I am being serious!” Phainon exclaimed. He then pointed at the camera. “It doesn’t mean people can stalk us, though. We both had enough of it, thank you very much.”

“Yes,” Mydei nodded. “Doubt they’ll listen to us but please refrain from doing that.”

[Soft murmur came from behind the camera. Kei half turned to the sound and then nodded lightly. She turned back to Phainon and Mydeimos and clapped her hands once.]

“That went much faster than expected,” she teased the two, “because that’s a wrap, gentlemen! Thank you both for taking the time to visit us. It’s been a pleasure talking to you guys and I hope we see you soon, though, on a less serious or scandalous occasion this time,” she said with a wink.

“Thank you for having us,” the two men smiled in response. “We hope we were able to clear up some things with this interview.”

Kei modded and turned to the camera with a big smile. “And thank you, our dear viewers for sending us your questions and for staying with us until the very end. Until next time!”

[video description: the end music started to play. Phainon and Mydeimos sat on the couch, their hands intertwined and shoulders brushing. They laughed at something Kei said, conversing as the camera panned further and further away from them. The end credits rolled in.]

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@notandreafromtts  · 4h ago

 me and who

 

@omegadeimosisreal · 2h ago

i'd say mydeimos is dog walking this man but phainon looks like this is exactly where he wants to be #truelove ❤️ 

 

@imnothere · 6h ago

PACK IT UP EVERYONE THEY SAW THE FUCKING TWITTER THREADS 😭😭😭

 

@castoricejustonechance · 4h ago

ik that one phaidei acc is screaming in joy rn lol

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