You leaned against the kitchen counter, your eyes locked on the seemingly endless countdown of glowing numbers on the microwave, the aromatic smell of buttered popcorn filling your nostrils. When the microwave finally dinged, you nearly darted towards it, making your way to your tiptoes reaching for the button. As your fingertips just barely brushed against it, you felt someone come up from behind, reaching up effortlessly to push it for you. You smiled, pressing your heels back to the floor as you stepped back, leaning on the counter once again, watching as he took out the steaming bowl. He placed it on the counter and spun around, making his way over to you. He s his arms around your waist and pulled you close causing you to giggle at his sudden embrace. You playfully hit his chest, trying to push him away with little effort as he buried his face in your neck, pressing delicate kisses against your skin.“Hanbin-ah”

He gave you one last kiss before leaning back, now able to fully look at you. He stared into your eyes, a smile spreading across his face as his arms remained locked around your waist.

“Hmm?” he mumbled, leaning forward and planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Come on knock it off, if he catches us-“

He silenced you by pressing his lips to yours, immediately silencing your protests. You easily gave in, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in closer, deepening the kiss as he pulled you towards him, closing the space between you. You couldn’t remember what you were originally doing before, you were too focused on the way Hanbin was holding you, his persistent lips constantly pressing against yours.

“Ya! Where’s the popcorn?!”

You instinctively shoved Hanbin away from you, leaving him dazed as you directed your attention towards the voice coming from the living room. “C-coming!”

You shot a glare towards Hanbin before grabbing the bowl, starting to head out of the kitchen when you found two arms slither around you again, pulling you backwards. You felt your back hit Hanbins chest, his chin resting on your shoulder. “Hanbin we’re going to get caught!” you hissed at him, trying to shove him off of you.

“Why can’t you just ask him to leave?” he whined

“He’s my brother and your friend, I can’t just ask him to leave. Besides, youwere the one that showed up uninvited, not him.”

“Yeah…but I thought we’d be…you know…alone”

“Well I can’t do anything about that. So just…behave”

You squirmed out of his embrace and head towards the living room, Hanbin following close behind.

“What took you so long?”

Junhoe impatiently sat on the couch, watching as you carefully set the bowl on the coffee table, not bothering to make eye contact. You were clearly avoiding his question so he shot a death glare to Hanbin, who merely pursed his lips and silently sat on the couch. You were about to sit next to Hanbin when you heard Junhoe clear his throat, loudly. You sighed and quickly made your way to Junhoe, sitting right beside him.

The sound coming from the television filled the awkward silence between the three of you, Junhoe directly sitting between you and Hanbin. A few minutes passed before Junhoe finally spoke. “Hyung…you know I was really surprised that you stopped by”, he said, his eyes never leaving the screen.

“Hmm?” Hanbin mumbled, reaching for his soda.

“I mean you seemed surprised to see me yet…it was as if you knew my sister was here. Were you…expecting to get something tonight?”

Hanbin choked on the soda he started drinking, spilling some of it before quickly setting it on the table, wiping his face. Your eyes widened as you shot a glare towards your brother, who merely crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing at the screen. “Am I wrong?”

“I-It’s not like that!”

“Ya! What do you think…How could you think…Oppa!” You smacked his shoulder with the back of your hand, causing him to wince slightly, rubbing his shoulder where your hand made contact. “What?”

You noticed the small mess Hanbin made and looked back towards Junhoe. “Go get paper towels from the kitchen and clean that up. Now! Ugh I can’t believe you would ever think that.”

Junhoe scoffed, slowly standing up and making his way to the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with Hanbin.

You looked down at the soda now splattered on the table, then to Hanbin, shaking the excess liquid from his hand. “It’s my fault, I should clean it up”

“No it’s not, he’s just being his overprotective self, saying whatever he wants. I swear…”

“Come on but can you blame him?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…he’s partially right”

“Ya! W-what…what are you saying?”
 

“Come on…I didn’t come over here to watch a movie and you know it“

He slid towards you, reaching a hand and gently wrapped it along your neck, leaning in slowly until his lips finally met with yours. You hesitantly kissed him back, causing him to smile against your lips as he scooted even closer to you, your hand resting on his knee before sliding upwards to his chest, grabbing a fistful of his shirt in an effort to bring him closer.

Then Hanbin quickly backed away, his hand flying towards the back of his head, a roll of paper towels hitting the floor. You looked over and your face flushed. It was Junhoe, his eyes darkened and his hand gripping another roll of paper towels. “It’s not like that my ” He angrily muttered, chucking the roll towards Hanbin again, who quickly tried covering his head as the other roll forcefully made contact.

“Aishh” Hanbin grunted, looking towards you again. “Guess I deserved that one”

You tried to hide your laughter as you sat back, watching as Junhoe grabbed a roll off the ground and started hitting Hanbin with it.