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You watch her from below, your head resting on her lap. Her eyebrows are scrunched up and her tongue is poking out of her lips. Her fingers are moving ferociously on the controller, her eyes fixed on the game playing on the TV.

She groans.

You sigh.

You've both lost. She's lost her game and you're losing your mind.

It's her first weekend off since you don't know how long, and the first thing she did after eating breakfast with you was to go open her PS5.

"Play with me?"

She asked you, already knowing your answer, but remaining hopeful.

"I'd rather watch you, baby"

Two hours of watching. When is she going to pay attention to you?

You sit up and she barely moves. You yawn exaggeratedly, your arms stretching far behind you. You tug her sleeve once. Nothing. Twice. Still nothing.

"Yena..."

She quickly glances at you and hums, her eyes going back to the screen.

You sigh again and put your leg over one of hers. She parts them more, manspreading so you can make yourself more comfortable. You pout slightly and stare at your foot dangling between her "Gamer" sitting position.

You hate that position.

She always wears an oversized t-shirt with sweatpants, her hair in a low bun, her legs spread and feet planted on the floor, her face incredibly focused... she's beautiful, handsome even, but gosh.

You hate it.

But she's cute.

"When are you gonna be done?"

"Soon, my love. Gimme a few more tries"

You put your head on her shoulder and gently caress her arm. You can see her jaw tighten. Smiling, you drop a tiny peck on her neck and slide your hand down to her wrist, pulling hers away from the controller.

She still plays though, she's an expert.

"Can one of your tries include me?" You whisper in her ear, taking her hand and putting it on your thigh. She chuckles, and you feel her fingers moving up to the hem of your shorts, then sliding back down to rest on your knee.

"Wait a bit more,"

You hate how she's always the one to seem unfazed.

Pay attention to me!

You lean more against her side, your arms circling her waist. She hums again and melts into your embrace.

"Yena... Yena, Yena"

You singsong, bopping your head from side to side. A sneaky hand of yours strokes her stomach, then slips under her shirt to rest on the warm skin there.

"Your hand is cold," she grumbles but doesn't do anything to move it away.

"You know... You could warm me up in other ways too," you tell her suggestively, moving your leg higher. The movement makes her hand drag along your thigh.

"There's a blanket on my bed."

You huff and press pause on the controller.

"[name]! I was literally-"

Climbing onto her lap, you grab her face and lock eyes with her. Her hands go back to your thighs and she tilts her head. It's cute.

"And I literally need you. So please pay attention to me," you say while dropping your forehead on hers.

She understands you.

She always does. She just likes to keep you waiting.

She squeezes you and pulls you closer to her with a smirk.

"Are you still cold?"

Then a kiss on your lips.

Finally.