Jeon Wonwoo
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    It was supposed to be just another lazy evening — snacks scattered on the coffee table, the hum of the game console filling the quiet in his apartment. You sat beside Wonwoo, legs tucked under you, eyes wide as you bombarded him with questions about the game he was playing. He answered each one, low-voiced and patient, even if you barely understood the mechanics. He liked your curiosity.

    But then, it went quiet.

    Wonwoo glanced down, half expecting another question, only to find you curled up against his shoulder, fast asleep. Your lips parted slightly, breathing soft and even, your hand still resting on his arm.

    His controller stilled in his hand.

    Something in his chest shifted — gentle and certain. The realization came quiet and full, like a soft thud in his heart. You felt like home. And he didn’t know when it happened, but in that small, tender moment, he knew: he had fallen for you.