The variety show recording changed everything.

A guest host kept teasing Hanjin. Leaning close. Laughing too loudly. Touching his shoulder casually.

It was harmless.

Probably.

But Dohoon's jaw tightened the entire time.

Shinyu noticed.

Jihoon definitely noticed.

Youngjae nearly smirked the whole recording.

Dohoon said nothing.

But his energy shifted.

Back at the dorm, Hanjin found him in the kitchen, silently pouring water.

"You're upset."

"I'm not."

"You are."

Dohoon exhaled sharply. "I didn't like it."

"Like what?"

"How close he was to you."

Hanjin blinked.

That wasn't anger.

That was jealousy.

"You don't trust me?" Hanjin asked softly.

"It's not about trust." Dohoon's voice lowered. "I just don't like the idea of someone else thinking they can have you."

The air went still.

Hanjin stepped closer.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Dohoon looked at him — searching.

Hanjin reached up and gently kissed him first this time.

Slow.

Reassuring.

When they pulled apart, Hanjin rested his forehead against Dohoon's.

"I chose you."

Dohoon's hand slid around his waist again, pulling him closer.

"And I'm choosing you back," he murmured.