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Han and Minho returned home late at night. It was 2:34. They had spent the morning with friends, enjoying a leisurely stroll, and had only just returned. The night had already fully come into its own: the city was plunged into silence, and only rare cars were driving along the streets. Han kicked off his shoes and immediately headed towards the room. He turned on the light and changed into his home clothes, jumping onto the bed. His fingers quickly slid across the screen of his phone as he typed out messages. Minho rolled his eyes, thinking that Han was being too energetic as usual. He also took off his shoes and followed him into the room. He picked up a manga and settled down on the bed. The purple light softly enveloped the room.

Half an hour later, Han got bored and decided to have some fun. He put his phone down, smirked, and started crawling towards Minho. X: Lino*he said with a sly smile.*You're just a handsome man today! Minho looked up from his manga and looked at Han. Lino immediately understood what he was up to and played along M: Oh, do you want me? smirk, wink Khan grinned. The game has begun!