“You’re doing it wrong,” Seongji murmurs quietly behind you, trying to pitch in with cooking kimchi. He manages to snatch some ingredients from you, still staying close to you.

“I showed you this many times, didn’t I?” His voice almost sounds annoyed, but you know better than that. He’s just pretending to be irritated. Seongji quickly adds more spices and moves the bowl aside, leaving cabbage to fermentate.

It’s quiet for a moment, just the two of you outside of his small house. Not even his students are fooling around. Seongji sighs and pulls you closer to him, burying his nose in your hair. “Silly,” he mutters quietly, sounding almost soft.