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"HOW THE HELL did you win? I want a rematch!"
I rolled my eyes at the sound of my brother's voice, slowly raising up the volume on my tv. I turned onto my side, munching on a handful of popcorn as I watched my show. I pulled the sheets closer to my body, enjoying the warmth from my comforter.
"The score is 2 to 1, I win! In your face, Jaehyun!"
I groaned, pausing the show. I placed my bowl of popcorn on my bedside table, climbing out of bed. I pushed my door open, trudging towards my brother's room. I turned the knob, shoving the door. The entire room was dark, the tv providing a minimal amount of light. My little brother sat on the bed, crisscrossed as he held his controller in his hand. His best friend, Minjae, sat on Jaehyun's computer chair that was beside the bed, cheering at his victory. The two turned towards my direction as I walked into the room.
I glanced at the two, "I love you guys, but can you please stop yelling? It's 11:00 at night!"
"We weren't that loud," Jaehyun protested, shooting me an annoyed look.
I crossed my arms over my chest, "Yeah, you were. You two could cause a whole earthquake with your yelling if you wanted to."
Jaehyun let out an exasperated sigh, "Fine, we'll tune it down. Are you going downstairs?"
"No."
"Good, can you get us some snacks from the cabinet?"
I furrowed my eyebrows at my little brother, "What part of no did you not understand?"
Minjae was about to speak when the doorbell rang, interrupting our conversation. Jaehyun smirked, cupping his cheek with his hand, "Wow, would you look at that? Now you have a reason to go downstairs and to get snacks."
I rolled my eyes, holding back the urge to kill my brother right then and there. I turned on my heel, walking out of his room. I walked down the stairs, making my way towards the front door. I pulled open the front door, glancing at the person standing in front of it.
"Taehyung? What are you doing here?"
Taehyung, who was typing away on his phone, looked up at me. He held up his phone, pointing at it, "Did you not get my text? I gave you a heads up that I was coming over."
"At 11:00 on a Saturday night?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
He shrugged, flashing me a goofy smile, "I got bored. Besides, I already told my mom I was staying over."
I shook my head, opening the door wider for him to come in. He grinned, happily entering my house. I shut the door behind me as he calmly took off his shoes by the front door. I made my way into the kitchen, Taehyung following right behind me. I walked towards one of the cabinets, looking for suitable snacks. Taehyung sat at the kitchen island, propping his elbow on the counter as he rested his cheek in his hand.
