“Do you like anyone, hyung?” It was muffled and small, uttered into Taehyung’s neck with a sleepy yawn almost interrupting the last consonant. When Taehyung froze up he felt Jeongguk’s head lift, chin resting on Taehyung’s chest, and eyes focused on him a little too steadily to be casual. Taehyung saw the smallest twitch in Jeongguk’s innocently raised eyebrows and he relaxed a little.

“Yeah, yeah I do.”