Yuto was well aware that they're just worried, but why did the hyungs have to be embarrassing?

Because Hongseok, past the bursts of triviality, knows that Jo Jinho is still his person. Knows that Jinho had found him in the depths of hell and pitched a tent to share.

God, he’s going to go down as the guy who tried to cook dumplings with a desk lamp

Now that they’re pushing thirteen years, Jinho thinks they may have to wait for the Milky Way itself to capsize, in fiery smoke and flashes of light, to justify them tying the knot, right before their vessels liquesce and the star stuff that binds them together returns to space.

In which Jinho is half trying to get into shape and half trying to get into his personal trainer's pants, but will settle for being able to carry his groceries from the shop to the car without needing a pit stop. “You can’t be that out of shape!” Wooseok cries, from where he’s perched on top of their sedan and waiting for Jinho to finally make the trek over. “I carried almost all of the bags! You had like a carton of eggs and two bananas!”

I got so excited to know someone shared same birthday with me and we would be in the same team. I couldn't wait to know more about Yang Hongseok. 

Hyunggu's luck ran out that day and was forced on a blind date, courtesy of his meddling best friend— meeting Wooseok wasn't so bad after all.