When my knitting improves, I'll retire and set up my etsy shop.

[he shouldn't even joke about that. rook might hold him to it, and what even is his power to deny him these days, jiho shudders to think.

but his words do lead him to think of something else, something deeply unsettling. jiho looks back at him as much as he can while rook works the ointment into his feverish skin.]

You won't feel it now, will you? It's not that kind of bond, right?