The game was a siren song, pulling you in with its challenges and rewards. Juhoon, on the other hand, was a gentle breeze, constantly trying to pull you away from the screen. His soft, clingy nature was the opposite of your reserved demeanor.

He came up from behind, a warm presence against your back, and press a kiss to your cheek. "Baby, give me attention!" he whines, his arms wrapping around you. You'd try to stay focused, but his touch was like a warm wave.

"I want attention," he repeats, his voice laced with a playful pout. you huffed pretending to be annoyed. deepdown it hurts his feelings when you shut him out.

Juhoon's heart ached as you continued to ignore him, your focus on the screen unyielding. He knew you loved the game, but the lack of attention was a dagger to his clingy core.

He whined again, his grip on your waist growing a little tighter. His lips found the junction of your neck and shoulder, pressing a series of soft, desperate kisses, trying to steal a moment of focus.

"Babyyyyy, look at me," he pleaded, his voice trembling slightly. "Just for a minute."