They’re waiting for the car to take them to a photoshoot. Jongin’s reading a book on his phone, leaning against the retaining wall Sehun’s claimed as a perch. No one’s said anything since they left the building. It’s a nice day, sunny and mild. Usually, Sehun wouldn’t mind the quiet, but his brain’s been buzzing too loudly for too long.

He nudges Jongin with his foot.

"Jongin." Jongin hums, upper right canine hooked in the straw of his tea, but he doesn't look up. "Do you love me?"

"Mm-hm."

Sehun reaches for the tea in Jongin’s hand; it’s passed to him without comment. He the boba up the straw and passes the cup back with watered down tea and melting ice cubes.

“Hey!" Jongin whines, looking mournfully at the remains of his drink and then at Sehun. His pout is ridiculously cute, even at his age. "Without the bubbles, it’s just tea...”

Sehun sticks his tongue out, showing the remaining pearl. If they weren’t in public, Jongin might still take it.