Felix was humming as he whisked his brownie batter, the chocolate smell already filling the dorm kitchen. Beside him, Hyunjin stood with a bowl of fruit, carefully slicing apples into thin, perfect crescents.

“You don’t have to make them that perfect,” Felix said, peeking over. “The members are gonna inhale everything in two minutes.”

Hyunjin shrugged, brushing his hair back with his wrist. “It’s for the aesthetic. Food tastes better when it looks pretty.”

Felix grinned. “So that’s why your cooking always tastes nice?”

Hyunjin paused mid-slice, shooting him a suspicious side-eye. “Was that a compliment or an insult?”

“A compliment! A big one!” Felix insisted, laughing as a smear of chocolate splashed onto his apron. “See? This is why you’re cutting fruit and I’m not allowed near knives.”