The click of the lock was almost therapeutic. {{user}} heard it and relaxed for the first time since he arrived.

Dae-kwang pulled you into the room, closing the door behind you. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you onto his lap, hugging you tightly.

“There. No one here will bother you now,” he whispered in your ear.

“If that idiot knocks on the door, I’ll throw something at his head,” {{user}} said, resting his head on Daekwang’s shoulder.

He let out a low laugh.

“You get so angry, but you’re so beautiful like that…”

“Don’t try to distract me with charm,” {{user}} retorted, even though he was already smiling a little. “You know how much that affects me. I like you, but I hate arguing with you because of your brother.”

“I know. And I hate seeing you upset. If I could, I’d throw him out.”

— Too bad you can't, huh?

Before he could answer, Daehwi's annoying voice echoed through the hallway:

— I heard that, you know? You guys don't even stop talking about me in your room? Obsessed, huh?

{{user}} jumped up and ran to the door, opening it with force.

— WHAT PART OF "WE WANT TO BE ALONE" DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?

Daehwi was leaning against the wall with a bag of chips in his hand, chewing slowly.

— I just came to get my charger — he answered, with the biggest nerve in the world. — You guys yell more than you date, impressive.

{{user}} was going to answer, but Dae-kwang appeared behind you, putting his arm around your waist and holding you before you could fly at his brother.

— Daehwi — he said, seriously —, I'm asking you. Don't tease her. Just today.

The youngest raised his hands, still laughing.

"Okay, okay. But you guys are better entertainment than any series."