YeongMi lay comfortably against Namjoon's shoulder, staring at the computer screen, which was playing an extremely zoomed in version of the movie Cloud Atlas. Neither had wanted to pay to watch it, so they had found a sketchy youtube video. It wasn't the best, as was obvious by the zoomed in video and high pitched audio, but it was free. 

Kwanghee, Mae, and Kyo had, after a few moments of staring, asked if they could join. And now, the five of them were sitting on the floor, leaning against YeongMi's bed, watching it together.

YeongMi, having watched the movie at least 3 times, found that she couldn't get into it. It reminded her of her brother, as every time she had visited him at the dorms, Hansol always insisted that they watch it together. And, as soon as she thought of her brother, she began to think of his weight loss. 

It worried her, and she couldn't relax or enjoy the movie. So, doing her best not to disturb the other girls, who had huddled next to them on the floor to watch, she slipped away, crawling over her bed and grabbing her phone. 

Fully knowing that her brother was fast asleep, she dialed his number so that she could leave him a message. 

She was a little embarrassed, so she hovered in the corner of the room, whispering in hopes that none of them would hear her. 

"Hey idiot, I hope that when you listen to this tomorrow, it'll be on a full stomach. Like, so full that you feel like your stomach is gonna explode. Yeah, okay, I uh, yeah. Talk to you later." 

She quickly hung up, already regretting her voice message. She flopped on the bed, sighing quietly as she stared at the ceiling. 

It had only been a week, so it was unrealistic to expect to see a difference, but still, whenever she saw a picture of Seungkwan, she couldn't help but feel that he was still too thin. 

The bed dipped, and she was soon pulled from her worries, as Namjoon lay beside her, a hand creeping to her thigh. 

"Was that your brother?"

YeongMi nodded, not bothering to hide her smile as she leaned closer to Namjoon. 

"What'd he say?"

"Well, it was his voicemail, so nothing. I didn't want to actually talk to him."

"Then why didn't you just text him?"

"Go big or go home."

"As in texting isn't hardcore enough?"

YeongMi chuckled, shrugging.

Namjoon was quiet for a moment, before a smirk rose to his lips. "Go big or go home, huh. Good thing you're with me then."

YeongMi, though amused, rolled her eyes at his confident innuendo, sitting up. 

"Where are you going?"

"Home."

Namjoon grabbed her arm, pulling her back to the bed. She laughed loudly, squirming when he started poking her sides, pretending to be mad.

"Are you demeaning me?"

"You just noticed? How long have we been together?"

"Not nearly long enough. We'll be together forever, and I'll still be asking for more."

YeongMi loved teasing Namjoon, but Namjoon kept on getting better and better at throwing her off. 

Her smirk fell, her lips pursing before pulling into a happy grin. She leaned close and kissed him quickly. An innocent peck; they couldn't do much more with the others in the room. But still, it was more than enough to make Namjoon feel like flying. 

He hid his face, his laugh distorted behind his hands. But YeongMi could tell by the way his eyes had almost disappeared that he was smiling, and she was satisfied.

The two stared at each other with red cheeks and wide grins, oblivious to the girls who had abandoned the movie for other entertainment, namely the sickeningly-in-love couple.