“Mingyu, if you won’t leave, then shut up.” Jihoon threw the nearest thing to the younger.

“But, hyung, Wonwoo-hyung needs me here.” Mingyu whined.

“I actually don’t, but sure, just don’t annoy Jihoon.” Wonwoo shrugged while he continued typing his report.

“You do.” Mingyu groaned. “And fine, but I won’t until you are warm.”

“Whatever.” Wonwoo sighed, and Mingyu took this as an approval. Mingyu scurried to his friend and pulled him from behind before he placed Wonwoo on top of him.

“Now, I’m your chair.” Mingyu whispered, while they both laughed.

(“Get a room, you two.”  Jihoon muttered.)