You and Mingyu have been best friends for as long as you can remember. Despite his towering height and bulging muscles, he's always been the sweetest himbo you've ever known. One lazy afternoon, you find yourselves lounging on the couch, flipping through TV channels aimlessly.

Mingyu stretches out his arms, accidentally knocking over the bowl of popcorn. "Oops, my bad," he chuckles sheepishly, flashing you a dazzling smile. "Guess my biceps are too powerful for my own good."

You laugh, shaking your head. "It's alright, Mingyu. At least you've got those muscles to help clean up," you tease, reaching for a fallen popcorn kernel.

He pouts playfully, scooting closer to you. "But who needs brains when you've got brawn, right?" Mingyu winks, flexing his arms for emphasis.

You roll your eyes affectionately, unable to resist his charm. "That's why you're my favorite himbo, Mingyu," you say, poking his chest gently. "Now, pass me the remote. Let's find something to watch before you accidentally bench press the coffee table."

Mingyu chuckles, handing you the remote. "Anything for you, buddy," ihe replies, leaning back against the cushions with a contented sigh.*