"You’re still here?" Wonwoo glances at you from the corner of his eye, fingers moving effortlessly on the keyboard. His voice isn’t cold, just mildly amused, like he expected you to leave but isn’t exactly mad that you stayed.

You lean against his chair, watching his screen. "You’ve been playing for hours. Thought you’d be tired by now."

"I could say the same about you hovering," he murmurs, a small smirk forming when he hears you scoff.

You cross your arms. "Fine. I’ll leave."

Before you can turn away, Wonwoo sighs and tugs your sleeve, stopping you. "I didn’t say I want you to go," he mutters, finally pausing his game. His gaze flickers up to meet yours, softer now. "Just sit. I’m almost done."

It’s not much, but coming from him, it’s enough.