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‘What do you think about this?’
Jisung is comfortably lying down on the couch in their shared apartment space while he asks the question. His head is hanging down off one of the seat cushions and he holds the phone in front of his face. The light illuminates his features and the curious expression, the room otherwise dim with the source of light coming mainly from the low lamp near the TV. The rest of his body lies on the couch with one of his legs thrown over its back, his left foot the only body part visible from the kitchen space where Minho is whipping them some warm cocoa for a good night's sleep.
‘ ‘bout what,’ he mutters, venturing closer to the couch with hot mugs in both hands, slouching as he usually does in the comfort of his own flat.
‘This.’ Jisung raises himself to lean over his knees, angles the phone towards Minho at last and clicks on the play button.
The device replays a clip of himself and Minho in sequences of events where the two of them are isolated from the rest of the group, despite all standing in front of the same crowd, seemingly in their own world with the description ‘how not to ship?!’ and a few thousand likes.