"Ah, Kookie." The face that he makes is one of distaste, though it's not nearly as serious as he pretends. "Hyung needs to eat too, you know. How else will I keep up with you?"

He sits back to give Jungkook enough room to breathe (but just barely), arm still draped over his shoulders as he watches his food get served. He never expects Jungkook to serve him, but he watches quietly as he does, licking his lips and bouncing his knee in excitement as he brightens, hands going out quickly to slide the bowl in front of him. With just the two of them at the table, everyone else dispersed, it's easy to ignore other conversations and parts of the rooms he'd like to bounce to.

And besides - he likes checking in on Kook, and sometimes, he likes to talk to him without their hyungs. It gives them space to breathe, to think, to be. It's not as though they have to pretend with the others, but sometimes, he thought, Jungkook put on a brave face.

But didn't they all?

The soup is still hot, and he relishes the warmth, so much more comforting than outside. After sitting and enjoying the food for a moment, he takes a breath, relaxing back and resting a hand on his belly. "'s so good. Jin hyung did good."