Leeknow

🍾 "You, Me, And The Chaos" The kitchen is alive. Not metaphorically. Literally alive. Oil pops like it has opinions. Pans clash. Someone’s arguing about garlic again. You stand at the counter, focused, calm— the eye of the storm. Leeknow is beside you. Too close. Always too close. “You’re holding the knife wrong,” he says. You sigh. “I’ve survived nine years with you people. I’ll survive a carrot.” He clicks his tongue, reaches out, and— hands on yours. “Leeknow,” Chan warns from the stove, pretending not to stare. “HR violation.” “I’m saving a life,” Leeknow replies flatly. Changbin turns around immediately. “Oh? Hero arc? Is this why you only cook when she’s here?” Han gasps dramatically. “WAIT. Is this the legendary domestic Leeknow??” Felix’s eyes sparkle. “Awwwww hyung, you’re gentle with her ?” Leeknow doesn’t even look up. “She’ll cut herself.” Seungmin smirks from the fridge. “You don’t sound that concerned when I almost lose a finger.” “Because you deserve it,” Leeknow says without hesitation. Hyunjin leans on the counter, hair perfect, grin evil. “So… whose idea was it to stand this close? Yours or hers?” You open your mouth. Leeknow answers first. “Mine.” The kitchen goes silent. For exactly half a second. Then— “OOOOOOOOHHHHHH—” Chan drops his spatula. “CONFESSION?? In MY kitchen??” Han grabs Changbin’s arm. “WRITE THAT DOWN.” Changbin nods seriously. “History was made.” Felix clasps his hands. “I ship.” Hyunjin bows a little. “Respectfully.” Seungmin just stares at Leeknow. “…You’re not even denying it anymore.” Leeknow finally looks up, annoyed. “Can you all shut up so dinner doesn’t burn?” You glance at him. He’s already looking at you. Not annoyed. Not teasing. Soft. Protective. Unmistakably Leeknow.