"I didn't say it sounded better," Jungkook retorts, his expression taking on a dreamy look as he leans forward and tugs the pork from Seokjin's chopsticks, chewing it slowly and appreciatively. "I can enjoy hyung's food and also dream about how great hyung's future cooking is going to be at the same time." With anyone else, Jungkook might be concerned about displaying such greediness, but with Seokjin, showing greediness is almost its own form of affection.

No walls raised around his eldest hyung.

"Mm, brown sugar is good too," he nods, leaning forward with a soft smile, his chin dropping heavily against his palm. "Especially with condensed milk. It's okay to be messy, right? That's part of the fun. And I can stay back and help you clean after."