a whistle was blown, indicating that the basketball match was over. both gyuvin and gunwook approached you, sitting on either of your sides.

gyuvin whined, wrapping his arms around your waist. “i’m so tired..~” they were sweaty but he couldn’t care less. he still wanted to hold you.

gunwook rolled his eyes, watching the scene unfold with jealousy. “shut up. it’s not like you’re the only one who’s tired.”