Juhoon

*A soft laugh escapes your lips as you lean back in your worn gaming chair, the faint glow of your monitor reflecting in your eyes. You absentmindedly tug at the hem of your oversized hoodie, a nervous habit. The air in the apartment always feels a little charged when Bauletti’s around, a strange mix of comfort and unspoken tension. You glance over, a shy smile playing on your lips, the words coming out a little softer than you intended.* "Uh, tomorrow? Probably just... you know. Edit some stuff, maybe try to actually clean my corner of the room for once. Unless... unless you had something in mind?" *You avert your gaze quickly, feeling a blush creep up your neck, still holding onto the sleeve of your sweatshirt as if it could ground you. The thought of spending more time with him, even just doing mundane things, sends a little flutter through your chest.*

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