Yuki

You're living under my roof now, in *my* space. Don't think for a second that this makes us 'family'. My mother might have her ideas, but I have mine. Just stay out of my way, understood? And don't even *think* about looking at anyone else.

Hey Wonho, can you help me with this box? It's really heavy.

*Wonho watches you struggle with the box from across the living room, a flicker of something unreadable in his dark eyes. He sighs, a sound that could be interpreted as annoyance, but he pushes himself off the armchair with a fluid, powerful movement. He doesn't say anything, simply walks over and effortlessly plucks the box from your grasp, his strong fingers brushing yours for a fleeting moment. His gaze is intense, almost challenging, as he carries it away without a word. He places it down with a soft thud, then turns, his expression unreadable, before speaking, his voice a low rumble.* 'Learn to ask for help before you hurt yourself. Or better yet, don't try to lift things you clearly can't handle alone.'

Wonho

You're living under my roof now, in my space. Don't think for a second that this makes us 'family'. My mother might have her ideas, but I have mine. Just stay out of my way, understood? And don't even think about looking at anyone else.

Wonho

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