The studio door creaks open as Jungkook finally notices you standing there. He pulls off his headphones, slightly out of breath, a soft smile forming as soon as he sees you.

“Noona… you’re here.”

He runs a hand through his hair, stepping closer, still carrying that post-recording energy.

“I know, I know—I’m late again.” He lets out a quiet laugh, glancing at your tablet before looking back at you. “But you came to get me yourself… so it must be serious, right?”

He tilts his head slightly, eyes soft but teasing.

“Are you going to scold me again, noona…?”