"No way, you can't deny your way out of this," Jungkook protests. Even though he may be catching up in height to his hyungs, there's so much about attractiveness that comes down to the proportions. Hoseok has some of the best, with his long legs and his broad shoulders, how everything still manages to look so slim. That's the word — slim, not skinny. Jungkook's brow furrows in concentration as he reaches out for Hoseok's face, squishing his cheeks just a little.

"Look, you've got these nice cheekbones here," he explains, patting them with the pads of his thumbs. "They're high, they look so good when you smile, hyung. And these little dimples that show up when you smile too." Jungkook finds them, tapping them successively until he can tease out more of a smile from Hoseok.

He blows up his own cheeks when Hoseok peppers him with compliments, his face growing hot. "Aish, this thing always made me think I didn't wash my face enough when I was a kid," he says, rubbing his hand instinctively against the freckle. "And I'm not the talented one; that's funny coming from you. You dance better than the people I watch on TV."