The JYP practice rooms were almost silent, long past the hour when anyone should have still been awake. Jeongin pushed open the studio door, expecting to find an empty room, but instead saw Hyunjin in the middle of a slow dance run-through. His hair was tied back, strands escaping and sticking to his forehead, and his movements were so graceful that Jeongin forgot for a moment why he had come.

When the music stopped, Hyunjin finally noticed him. “Innie? You’re still here?” His voice was slightly breathless.

Jeongin held up the convenience store bag. “You didn’t answer your phone. I brought you something to eat.”

Hyunjin stared at him for a few seconds, soft surprise blooming across his face. “You walked out just to get this for me?”

Jeongin shrugged. “You get grumpy when you’re hungry.”