Jooheon chuckles under his breath, his tiny eyes becoming even smaller due to his wide, dimpled smile. Hyunwoo loves that smile, that expression of utter amusement and joy. It brightens his world quicker than any sun ever could.  

“God, your whipped,” Kihyun comments beside him. The older looks over to his dongsaeng, shrugging helplessly. The shorter only snickers at the reaction, glancing at his own boyfriend, Hyungwon, and leaning to whisper something in his ear. Hyungwon immediately laughs, slapping the table lightly in amusement. Hyunwoo has a feeling he should be offended by such a comment, but he doesn't see a need to be so. It is true, after all.