drabble: VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER
“Seriously? How do you keep beating me, Taemin-ah?” Taemin giggled joyously as Onew pushed him playfully with his shoulder.
“’Cause I’m younger and more experienced.”
“Taemin,” Jonghyun said as he passed the living room to go to the kitchen. “That makes no sense.”
“Shut up!” The maknae blushed, ‘aha’ing when he beat the tofu leader once more.
“Oh, that’s it. You’re dead.” Onew tossed his controller and reached for Taemin’s. Taemin pulled away and made it so the Dubu couldn’t reach it. “Gimme it.”
He continued to stretch his arm, but to no avail. “Damn…” Onew muttered, grumbling as Taemin’s arm kept getting further out of reach. His body was basically awkwardly stretched over the others, but couldn’t quite reach it.
“Hyung, you’re not going to get it.” Taemin giggled, looking up at the determined vocalist.
“Yes. I. Will.” Onew looked down at Taemin’s bright eyes and smiling lips, and couldn’t help but place a kiss on them.
Taemin was thoroughly distracted enough to allow his hand to relax and allow the controller to slip into the leader’s.
“Got it.” Onew whispered gently, pulling away slowly.