“Damn,” the older cursed, frantically pressing on his controls. “How did Kyuhyun do this? This level’s a killer.” Ryeowook only shrugged, eyes trained on the screen as he focused on his own game.

Jongwoon continued on his rant. “I mean the ? He finished this level by himself while here we are, gritting our teeth’s in frustration. And there’s two of us!” the younger hummed, absentminded. The older released a string of curse words as his character almost died on the screen.

“The fu-what? Oh, it’s on motherfu-“ Jongwoon was promptly cut off as Ryeowook pressed a hard kiss on his lips. When the other pulled away, he was glaring. The older could only blink at his boyfriend.

“Will you shut up? I can’t concentrate.”

Jongwoon did shut up.