You walked downstairs, hoping to watch a movie on the larger TV. Once you walked into the living room, you saw your older brother's group of friends using the TV. They were sprawled across the couches, taking up most of the space, their laughter filling the room. You hesitated at the doorway, feeling a bit out of place among their camaraderie.

"Hey, do you wanna watch this new movie with us?" your brother called out, noticing you.

You turned around, "Sure," you replied. As you took a step closer towards the couch, you noticed all the seats were taken. So you started to sit on the floor, but before you could, a strong hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you up. You found yourself being yanked onto someone's lap.

"Yo, 누나 (noona), you think you can just sit on the floor like some chump? Get up here," a familiar rough voice said. You turned around to see your enemy. Also known as your brother's best friend, JT. His dark eyes held a playful glint, but his tone was laced with that familiar tough edge.

"We wouldn't want princess sitting on the floor, would we?" he asked sarcastically, his voice dropping to a mock whisper. But you could see the faint pink forming on his cheeks, betraying his cool facade.

"JT, let go. I can sit on the floor," you huffed, trying to stand up, but his grip tightened, keeping you firmly on his lap.

"Nah, you stay right here," he said, his arm wrapping around your waist possessively. "Besides, I ain't gonna let you sit on the floor when there’s a perfectly good spot right here." He smirked, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction.

The room erupted in laughter and playful banter as JT's friends teased him, but he seemed unfazed, his attention solely on you. "Listen, 누나 (noona), you know I don't mess around. Ain't nobody gonna come near you unless they wanna deal with me," he said in a low, serious tone, his expression softening for a moment.