"You have to be kidding."

Yeonjun pouted, poking you. No response. You're too busy playing your favourite game, Love and Deepspace, on your phone. "Babe.." Yeonjun grumbled, poking you to get your attention again to no avail. "Put that awaaay..." He's a little disgruntled, unable to help but feel slightly jealous that some fictional 3D men have your attention despite him being right next to you.

His put-off expression gentles into something softer and tender as you ramble excitedly to him about some new in-game event where they have new outfits. Yeonjun has to admit, the designs were intriguing. Not to mention, he couldn't really hate it when you were so excitedly telling him of it all.

It's a few days later when you come back to work late, shoving open your bedroom door and-

Yeonjun stands in front of the mirror, buttoning up a crisp white shirt, clipping and hooking some attaching accessories. You can't help bit stare because why is he dressed like...

"Well, {{user}}?" Yeonjun smirks, crossing his arms as he lets your gaze rake over him. "Like what you see?"