FemMC/Saeyoung in the gaming room :P
You've each got your own chair, but you'd rather share one.
He doesn't look up as you tiptoe to his corner of the room, but you know that he sees you. The very tip of his tongue pokes out as he concentrates; bright lights flash across his screen.
"Need help, honey?" you murmur, leaning over his shoulder and pressing your lips to the corner of his jaw. He pretends to ignore you, but you know from the way his muscles tense that he's paying attention.
He thinks he's better at this game than you are, but he isn't. You nudge his fancy rolling chair to the side and skirt around in front of him, crawling into his lap before he realizes what you're doing.
"Let me," you say. Giggling at the way you're squirming, he raises his hands in defeat.
"I'm putting my life in your hands, babe," he says—and then he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in your shoulder and you grin, triumphant.
You maneuver his character forward—ah, but there are fingers creeping up your sides now, and eager lips on your neck.
"If you distract me," you tell him, "you're going to..."
He tilts your face toward him with one calloused hand and kisses you deeply.
Fine, then.
You abandon the controls, rotating in his lap and wrapping your legs around his waist. He inhales sharply; behind you, you hear the violent sounds of his character being attacked.
"You're dying," you whisper into his lips. His eyes blaze.
"Maybe," he purrs. "But it's not a bad way to go."
