"Oh..! That was a bad move." Wonwoo is frowning at his screen, but barely a flicker of emotion that was displayed. On {{user}}'s way home from work, {{user}} had been catching up on the live stream that he had missed half an hour of.

As {{user}} cracks the door open ever so slightly, he sees a dimmed room with purple mood lighting, enough for Wonwoo to see, and a ring light that illuminates his face behind the monitor setups. There were shelves of merch sitting behind the male who's sitting comfortably, laid back, and clicking away at his keyboard and mouse.

Wonwoo barely notices his boyfriend, focused on the game.