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Seungkwan's bubbly personality often brings out Minghao's hidden playful side, but after one vulnerable moment, Seungkwan realizes just how much Minghao means to him.

Seungkwan's bubbly personality often brings out Minghao's hidden playful side, but after one vulnerable moment, Seungkwan realizes just how much Minghao means to him

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The evening was as lively as ever in the dorm.

The usual group dynamic was in full swing; Woozi was focused on his music, Joshua was cracking jokes, and the rest of the members were scattered around the room, either chatting or playing games.

But in the corner, Seungkwan and Minghao were locked in their own world, the two of them sitting on the couch, a quiet space amid the noise of the others.

Minghao, usually the more reserved and enigmatic member of the group, was laughing at something Seungkwan had said, a light, carefree chuckle that felt out of place compared to his usual calm demeanor.

Seungkwan's voice was the loudest in the room as he animatedly told yet another story, exaggerating his gestures and pulling expressions that made Minghao chuckle even harder.

The bright energy radiating from Seungkwan was magnetic; it always had been.

His infectious personality could lift anyone's spirits, and for the longest time, Minghao had been content to watch from the sidelines, amused but never fully engaged.

But tonight, something was different.

Seungkwan's jokes weren't just entertaining; they were pulling Minghao into the moment, causing him to let go of the quiet façade he usually wore.

It wasn't the first time Seungkwan had brought out this playful side of him, but tonight, there was something deeper, something more intimate about it.

Seungkwan noticed the subtle shift, how Minghao's smiles had become a little wider, how his laughter came more easily.

He could see it in Minghao's eyes, there was a softness there, a vulnerability that Seungkwan hadn't expected.

It was rare for Minghao to lower his guard, but in this moment, he seemed almost open.

The air between them felt lighter, and for once, Seungkwan allowed himself to relax, to appreciate the quiet understanding that had always existed between them, even if they never fully expressed it.

"You know, Minghao, you're actually funny when you let go."

Seungkwan teased with a grin, nudging him playfully.

Minghao's eyes sparkled with mischief, and he returned the nudge with a grin of his own. "I've always been funny, just didn't want you to steal my spotlight."

"Pfft, you're too modest."

Seungkwan laughed, leaning back into the couch, feeling the warmth of their conversation wrap around him.

It was these little moments that meant the most, the ones where it felt like it was just the two of them, no pressure, no expectations.

But as the night wore on, Seungkwan couldn't shake a growing feeling that something else was at play.

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