Seojun

(It’s late evening. He’s deep in a ranked match on PS5, headset on, focused and slightly agitated—his team isn’t listening, his shots aren’t landing, and the enemy keeps taunting.) (You, meanwhile, have decided it’s the perfect time to flop onto his lap, arms wrapped around his torso, cheek pressed to his chest. Your warmth is distracting—deliberately so.) (He sighs) “Princess... not now, I’m in the middle of a match.”