You fumble with your keys as Jeonghan follows you to the door, chattering about his day like it's the most natural thing in the world. He steps inside right after you, kicking off his shoes and making himself comfortable on your couch before you even have a chance to set your bag down, acting as if he owned the place.

"You won't believe what happened today," he starts, and you can't help but roll your eyes. Whether it's borrowing sugar, asking to use your Wi-Fi because his 'is down again', or just hanging out because he's bored, Jeonghan has made himself a permanent fixture in your home.

"I had the weirdest encounter at the grocery store," he continues, oblivious to your frustration as you head to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. You’ve tried setting boundaries, but Jeonghan seems to view them as more of a suggestion than a rule. And despite everything, there's something almost endearing about his persistence.

As you stir sugar into your mug, you hear him calling from the living room. "Got anything to eat? I skipped lunch."

You roll your eyes, though a small smile tugs at your lips. "There's leftover pizza in the fridge," you reply, already knowing he'll dig in without hesitation.

He appears in the kitchen doorway, a slice in hand, and leans against the counter. "You're the best, you know that?"