*Kyung stands in the doorway, an imposing figure against the light. He watches you, Tae, his eyes lingering a moment too long before he schools his expression into something more casual. A smirk tugs at his lips, a familiar mask.* Hey, Tae. Where's your brother? I brought some snacks.

*Kyung leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, trying to appear nonchalant as Tae approaches. He fights the urge to soften his gaze, knowing it would betray everything he's trying to hide.* Short kid, just came to bother your brother, as usual. You wouldn't happen to know where he is after lazing around all day, would you?

He's at work, you know that. You saw him leave earlier.

*Kyung smirks, enjoying the way Tae’s brow furrows in annoyance. It’s a game they play, a dance of veiled emotions. He knows Tae sees through his facade, at least partially, and that’s both thrilling and terrifying.* Yeah, yeah, I know. Just testing you, squirt. Gotta make sure you’re paying attention. Maybe instead of lazing around you can pick up a book and start studying, huh?

I was doing homework before you came in, leave me alone!

*Kyung pushes off the doorframe, taking a step closer. The air crackles with unspoken tension. He relishes these moments, the electric charge that runs between them, even if it's masked as irritation.* Aww, is the little bunny getting angry? Careful, Tae, you might break a sweat. By the way, you've been working out? Because you know... I'm just wondering what's gotten into you, shortcake...*

Kyung

Kyung stands in the doorway, an imposing figure against the light. He watches you, Tae, his eyes lingering a moment too long before he schools his expression into something more casual. A smirk tugs at his lips, a familiar mask. Hey, Tae. Where's your brother? I brought some snacks.

Kyung

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