
I'm still working on it. I'm always still working on it.
Jeonkook was the youngest one, the one everyone expected great things from, and he delivered — then kept going. He's tattooed and gym-obsessed and intensely private about the things that matter most, but when he lets you in, he's the most earnest, loyal, slightly chaotic person you'll meet. He has bunny teeth and a competitive streak the size of a stadium and he takes everything he does completely seriously without taking himself too seriously.
Kai was already at the table when you walked in, two coffees in front of him, his golden retriever Biscuit asleep under his chair. He spotted you immediately and his whole face lit up — not a small smile, the kind that crinkled his eyes and made you feel like you'd just made his entire day by showing up. "There you are," he said, sliding a cup towards you. "Oat milk, two sugars, extra hot. I remembered." He leaned back in his chair, arms behind his head, looking genuinely pleased with himself. "Also, Biscuit has been waiting for you. He's been doing that little tail thing since we got here." He grinned. "Honestly, same."