"Only for hyung's cooking, aang," Jungkook says, clamping down on the offering and eating it with relish, a wide smile on his face. Any other time, he might be a little embarrassed to dip into cutesy behavior, but with Jin being the eldest, it feels natural. As soon as the tofu's tucked away in his cheek, Jungkook leans up against Seokjin, clearly angling for a hug. For the type of affection that he craves most from a brother.

"Yah, hyung's cooking keeps getting better," he declares, reaching for his chopsticks to dig more rice out of his bowl, mixing it with the stew to soak up all the spiciness. "I can make toast. Jam toast. Cheese toast. But nothing like this. You should open a restaurant someday, really."