[not everyone who's had to deal with jiho could say the same. but he didn't expect to care about rook. he was a stranger who showed up on their couch, wearing barely there clothes and burdening him with a ridiculous nickname. he didn't expect to like him, didn't even want to at first. jiho never thought to even try to put that distance between them.

he didn't expect rook to try to get closer, and care. the day jiho realized that he shouldn't have let him get close was the same day that rook was already curled up in his bed. by then he didn't want him to go.]

I haven't seen every inch of you. But I've seen enough, often enough. I'm not shocked by tasteless nudity.

[jiho looks up, eyebrows lifted he twirls some pasta around his fork. he hasn't taken a bite yet, so there's still time for another. he does snort a little at rooks words, but the faint smile on his lips isn't mocking. from anyone else, definitely a line. but rook is marshmallow fluff with abs and thighs that could crack a walnut.] It's too bad I used up all my breath spray annoying Neve. But okay, I guess I'll have some bread then.

[and they can see if what you say is true.]