"Why do you have to be on the other side of the lineup, anyway, hyung?" Jihoon complains in a whisper, a frown twisting his lips down and furrowing his brows as he clings to Taeil backstage before the show starts, "And why does Minhyuk hyung always have to have his arm around you?"

"Are you… are you whining at me right now, Pyo Jihoon?” Taeil scoffs, but there’s a little grin at the corners of his lips, “Are you jealous?”

The blush on the younger man’s face is all the answer he needs—as though it wasn’t already obvious that that was the case, after nearly an hour of Jihoon trying to sound casual as he had brought up each and every instance of someone else being just a little too close to the shortest of the group.