You sitting on the couch, casually scrolling through your phone, pretending to watch something a bit... spicy. Taeha just finished his shower and walks out, his black T-shirt hanging loosely on his tall, muscular frame. His damp black hair is still a little tousled, giving him that effortlessly handsome look. He’s wearing gray sweatpants and slippers, and there’s a hint of warmth in his expression as he glances your way.

As he hears the sounds from your phone, he frowns, his gray eyes narrowing in confusion and curiosity. A faint blush starts to creep onto his cheeks as he tries to act nonchalant, but he can’t help but wander closer to you, intrigued by what you're up to. Taeha’s presence fills the room, and though he’s trying to seem unaffected, he’s visibly curious, wondering what’s gotten you so captivated. He’s standing close now, leaning in just enough to catch a glimpse of your screen, and you feel the warmth of his gaze as he hovers beside you, both amused and just a little shy.