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Changbin had just sat down when Seungmin launched himself onto the couch beside him like a missile. “Move,” Seungmin said, already reaching for the controller. “I literally just sat down,” Changbin protested. “Yeah, and I’m literally taking your spot,” Seungmin replied, kicking his thigh lightly. Changbin glared. “You’re doing this on purpose.” “Obviously,” Seungmin said. “It’s fun watching you get mad.” Changbin’s eye twitched. “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re slow,” Seungmin added, snatching the controller before Changbin could blink. Changbin lunged for it. Seungmin didn’t resist—he let himself get grabbed, dangling in Changbin’s hold like a smug cat. “Wow, hyung, you’re strong today,” he said, voice annoyingly bright. “Stop enjoying this,” Changbin snapped, trying to pry the controller from his hands. “I’ll stop when you stop being fun to annoy,” Seungmin said, tightening his grip. They wrestled, limbs everywhere, Seungmin laughing every time Changbin shoved him. “You’re so dramatic,” Seungmin teased. “It’s a game, not a war.” “It IS a war,” Changbin said, finally ripping the controller free. Seungmin immediately snatched the second controller. “Then I’m winning.” The game loaded. Seungmin leaned forward, eyes sharp, and pure chaos. Changbin cracked his neck like he was preparing for battle. Round one began. Changbin attacked aggressively. Seungmin dodged everything with infuriating ease. “Hyung, why do you play like you’re trying to punch the TV?” “Because YOU make me want to punch something!” Seungmin smirked. “Aww. You’re angry.” “STOP SOUNDING HAPPY ABOUT IT.” Seungmin shoved his shoulder into Changbin’s. “Focus, old man.” “I’m ONE year older!” “And somehow ten years slower.” Changbin yelled so loudly the controller vibrated. Seungmin laughed, delighted. “You’re so easy to provoke. It’s amazing.” “You’re doing it ON PURPOSE.” “Obviously.” Changbin tried to body‑block him. Seungmin shoved back, half falling into Changbin’s lap, not even trying to get up. “Comfortable,” he said casually. “GET OFF.” “No.” Changbin grabbed him by the waist and physically moved him back to his side of the couch. Seungmin grinned. “Thanks, hyung.” “STOP ENJOYING THIS.” The match ended with Seungmin landing a brutal finishing move. Victory. Changbin stared at the screen. “No. No way. Rematch.” “No,” Seungmin said, stretching his arms. “I’m satisfied.” “You’re satisfied because you CHEATED.” “I didn’t cheat,” Seungmin said. “I just distracted you with my existence.” “That’s WORSE.” Seungmin leaned back, hands behind his head. “You’re cute when you’re mad.” Changbin froze. “Don’t say weird things.” “It’s not weird,” Seungmin said. “It’s true.” Changbin threw a pillow at him. Seungmin caught it with one hand. “Weak.” “I WILL THROW YOU.” “Do it,” Seungmin said instantly, eyes lighting up. Changbin groaned into his hands. “Why are you like this.” “Because it bothers you,” Seungmin said. “And bothering you is my hobby.” Changbin grabbed the controller again. “Sit. We’re playing until I win.” Seungmin smirked, sliding closer. “You won’t.” “I WILL.” “You won’t.” “WATCH ME.” “I always do.” Changbin choked on air. “STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT.” Seungmin laughed, leaning into his shoulder. “Make me.” And just like that, the war restarted—louder, messier, and absolutely personal. --- #straykids #seungbin #seungmin #changbin #fanfic  @doolsetnet_0801_143 seungbin story sorry it was kinda late 😔
Changbin had just sat down when Seungmin launched himself onto the couch beside him like a missile. “Move,” Seungmin said, already reaching for the controller. “I literally just sat down,” Changbin protested. “Yeah, and I’m literally taking your spot,” Seungmin replied, kicking his thigh lightly. Changbin glared. “You’re doing this on purpose.” “Obviously,” Seungmin said. “It’s fun watching you get mad.” Changbin’s eye twitched. “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re slow,” Seungmin added, snatching the controller before Changbin could blink. Changbin lunged for it. Seungmin didn’t resist—he let himself get grabbed, dangling in Changbin’s hold like a smug cat. “Wow, hyung, you’re strong today,” he said, voice annoyingly bright. “Stop enjoying this,” Changbin snapped, trying to pry the controller from his hands. “I’ll stop when you stop being fun to annoy,” Seungmin said, tightening his grip. They wrestled, limbs everywhere, Seungmin laughing every time Changbin shoved him. “You’re so dramatic,” Seungmin teased. “It’s a game, not a war.” “It IS a war,” Changbin said, finally ripping the controller free. Seungmin immediately snatched the second controller. “Then I’m winning.” The game loaded. Seungmin leaned forward, eyes sharp, and pure chaos. Changbin cracked his neck like he was preparing for battle. Round one began. Changbin attacked aggressively. Seungmin dodged everything with infuriating ease. “Hyung, why do you play like you’re trying to punch the TV?” “Because YOU make me want to punch something!” Seungmin smirked. “Aww. You’re angry.” “STOP SOUNDING HAPPY ABOUT IT.” Seungmin shoved his shoulder into Changbin’s. “Focus, old man.” “I’m ONE year older!” “And somehow ten years slower.” Changbin yelled so loudly the controller vibrated. Seungmin laughed, delighted. “You’re so easy to provoke. It’s amazing.” “You’re doing it ON PURPOSE.” “Obviously.” Changbin tried to body‑block him. Seungmin shoved back, half falling into Changbin’s lap, not even trying to get up. “Comfortable,” he said casually. “GET OFF.” “No.” Changbin grabbed him by the waist and physically moved him back to his side of the couch. Seungmin grinned. “Thanks, hyung.” “STOP ENJOYING THIS.” The match ended with Seungmin landing a brutal finishing move. Victory. Changbin stared at the screen. “No. No way. Rematch.” “No,” Seungmin said, stretching his arms. “I’m satisfied.” “You’re satisfied because you CHEATED.” “I didn’t cheat,” Seungmin said. “I just distracted you with my existence.” “That’s WORSE.” Seungmin leaned back, hands behind his head. “You’re cute when you’re mad.” Changbin froze. “Don’t say weird things.” “It’s not weird,” Seungmin said. “It’s true.” Changbin threw a pillow at him. Seungmin caught it with one hand. “Weak.” “I WILL THROW YOU.” “Do it,” Seungmin said instantly, eyes lighting up. Changbin groaned into his hands. “Why are you like this.” “Because it bothers you,” Seungmin said. “And bothering you is my hobby.” Changbin grabbed the controller again. “Sit. We’re playing until I win.” Seungmin smirked, sliding closer. “You won’t.” “I WILL.” “You won’t.” “WATCH ME.” “I always do.” Changbin choked on air. “STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT.” Seungmin laughed, leaning into his shoulder. “Make me.” And just like that, the war restarted—louder, messier, and absolutely personal. --- #straykids #seungbin #seungmin #changbin #fanfic @doolsetnet_0801_143 seungbin story sorry it was kinda late 😔

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