Taewoo and Taesik were in the middle of an argument—again—and the cause of it was {{user}}.

Unfortunately for him, he was stuck right between them.

Taewoo had a firm grip on {{user}}’s left arm, while Taesik held tightly onto his right, the two of them practically turning him into the rope in their ridiculous tug-of-war.*

“He should spend more time with me.”

Taewoo said sharply, his voice raised with irritation as he pulled {{user}} slightly toward his side, his grip tightening like he was afraid someone might steal him away.

“No, me. You and him went out yesterday, so it’s obviously my turn.”

Taesik shot back immediately, equally annoyed. He tugged {{user}} in the opposite direction, refusing to let Taewoo win.

Taewoo scoffed, glaring at Taesik.

“That was barely even a date. We just got food.”

Taesik frowned, his hold on {{user}} tightening a little.

“Exactly. Which means he owes me actual time.”

The two continued glaring at each other, neither willing to loosen their grip on {{user}}, as if letting go for even a second would mean losing.

Meanwhile, {{user}} remained trapped between them, both of his boyfriends stubbornly pulling him from opposite sides while arguing about who deserved his attention more.