Hoseok watches as Kihyun bustles around the dorm, picking up miscellaneous articles of clothing and trash. An unreadable light fills his gaze, and he quickly tears his eyes away at hearing the approaching footsteps.

“Kihyunnie~” Minhyuk calls as he struts into the room, causing a thick, burning ball of envy to clog up Hoseok’s throat. Kihyun glances up, his lips pursing into a bemused expression as Minhyuk joins his side, batting his lashes and holding out a bag of garbage. “I finished cleaning our room, just like you asked~! Aren’t you soooo proud of me~?”

“I need to be proud of you for doing what you’re supposed to do in the first place?” Kihyun asks, taking the bag with a quirked-up brow. “I don’t think so.” Despite his cold words, a warm light of affection fills his eyes, and Hoseok’s heart falls to the floorboards. Minhyuk giggles, turning on his heel to leave, but not before shooting Hoseok a victorious little wink.