"I should stop feeding you," Seokjin says with a disappointed shake of his head. "The rate you're growing, you're going to get taller than all of your hyungs and that's just not acceptable." It'll never happen. Jungkook would be right if he ever vocalized his thoughts; Seokjin finds real pleasure in the things he makes being wanted, feeling like he's made a contribution.

When Jungkook finishes his bite, Seokjin makes a point of patting his cheek, just to remind him who's the elder here.

"And I'm holding you to that promise to stay and clean up. No shirking!" Not that there'd actually been much to clean up before the others got here. Seokjin had made a point of cleaning up as much as possible while the food simmered and while he waited for the others to arrive.