Yang Jeongin

“The Way He Looks When No One Notices”💐 { Requested this ver by: :>>🐈🧸🦊 } The kitchen smells like something might be burning. No one knows what. No one is worried. You’re standing by the counter, reading a recipe on your phone like it’s law. “I swear it said two spoons,” you mutter. “Two tiny spoons,” Jeongin corrects, popping up beside you out of nowhere, grin wide, eyes sparkling with mischief. You blink. “When did you get here?” “I live here?” he says, offended. “Nine years. Remember?” Changbin snorts from behind you. “Careful. He’s been glued to her side all day.” Jeongin gasps dramatically. “Hyung! I’m just helping!” Seungmin raises an eyebrow. “You don’t help. You distract.” Jeongin ignores him completely and leans closer to you, reading the screen. “Ohhh, no wonder. You skipped a step.” You squint. “I did not.” He reaches around you to grab the seasoning— accidentally-on-purpose brushing your arm. Felix’s voice sings instantly. “INNIEEEEEEEE~ that was smooth.” Jeongin freezes. “…I didn’t do anything.” Hyunjin grins. “You didn’t move away either.” Chan sighs fondly. “Can we focus? We’re supposed to eat this.” Han suddenly points. “WAIT. Why is Jeongin smiling like that?” Everyone looks. Jeongin is smiling. Soft. Unfiltered. The kind he forgets to hide. You notice too. “What?” you ask. He shrugs, ears turning red. “Nothing. You’re just… doing great.” The teasing EXPLODES. Changbin clutches his chest. “COMPLIMENT? FROM THE MAKNAE??” Seungmin deadpans. “Mark the calendar.” Felix claps. “I ship it.” Jeongin groans. “Why does everyone ship her with me?” Leeknow, passing by with a plate, smirks. “Because you act suspicious.” Jeongin pouts. “I’m just comfortable with her.” You smile softly. “So am I.” That shuts him up. Completely.