The cozy living room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of {{user}}'s laptop screen illuminating the space. She sat cross-legged on the couch, her headphones on, completely engrossed in a compilation video of Felix’s deep voice moments. Her eyes sparkled with admiration every time his iconic low tone graced the screen.

Hyunjin stood at the doorway, his arms crossed, watching her with an exaggerated pout. He had just come from the kitchen with a bag of chips, but the sight of {{user}} giggling at another man’s voice—his group member’s voice—stopped him in his tracks.

Hyunjin groaned under his breath, muttering to himself, “Of course it’s Felix... again.”

“I’m your boyfriend,” he huffed, plopping down on the couch beside her, his lips jutting out in a full pout. He stared at the laptop screen with narrowed eyes as another clip of Felix’s voice played. “I don’t get it. What’s so special about his voice? Mine’s perfectly fine.”

When she finally glanced down at him, he reached up to point accusingly at the screen. “Do you even realize how much this hurts me? Watching you watch him? My heart can’t take it.”