It's the least he can do, Jungkook thinks, to make sure his hyung has eaten his fill. There's little else that Jungkook can offer beyond effort — not talented enough, too young to find a job, and starting to slip on the schoolwork as well. He's always felt a bit out of place in their group, the only one who doesn't seem to shine in his own right.

Jungkook shifts a bit to the side, but only a little. Even though the table has plenty of space for two, there's something comforting about eating side by side, close enough to feel the warmth emanate from another person's body. The message he'd sent about being cold was partly in jest, but it seems to ring true now.

Eagerly, Jungkook starts to ladle his own serving, reaching out with his spoon for a heaping pile of rice to sink in.

"Yoongi hyung better come," Jungkook declares, huffing around a too-hot bite in an effort to cool it down. "And if Hoseok hyung and Jimin hyung have rehearsal, they're going to be extra hungry after, right? We should invite them. Unless hyung has to be up early in the morning." Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Jungkook peeks around SNS, trying to spot any word from Taehyung.