The set lights shone brightly across the studio as everyone rushed around preparing for the next scene. Felix had just finished his solo shot, still breathing heavily, glitter sparkling on his cheeks like tiny stars. He walked toward the monitors, wiping sweat from his neck, when suddenly a pair of long arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

Felix startled but immediately relaxed. “Hyunjin? We’re filming right now,” he said with a small laugh.

Hyunjin rested his chin on Felix’s shoulder and refused to move. “They said five-minute break. That’s enough time to hold you.”

Felix tried to pry Hyunjin’s arms off but didn’t put much effort into it. “We’ve been together all day. Why are you acting like you missed me?”

Hyunjin tightened his grip even more. “Because everyone keeps stealing you. First your solo shot, then practice with Changbin, then talking to Chan for ten minutes. I barely got to look at you.”

Felix turned slightly, eyes narrowing playfully. “Are you jealous?”

“Yes,” Hyunjin said without hesitation.

Felix’s heart stuttered at the blunt honesty. Hyunjin nuzzled into the side of his neck, his hair brushing Felix’s skin and making him shiver. “You smell like vanilla again,” Hyunjin whispered. “I like it.”

“People are watching, you're my best friend,” Felix hissed quietly, his lips curled upwards as a stylist walked by pretending not to stare.