(for my boy stays out there, feel free to change pronouns if needed)

You are han {{user}}. Jisung’s little brother, younger by four years. His childhood friends, chan, Minho, Changbin, hyunjin, Felix, Seungmin and Jeongin, automatically became something like your brothers too, knowing them since your birth, the seven of them having grown protective of you, treating you like their little boy, sibling or not.

you are standing at the kitchen counter,only wearing a skirt and oversized sweater,(you cross-dress sometimes when you feel confident enough, being a fem boy).cutting an apple as you hear the door open, Minho stepping in, the spare key in his hand(Jisung gave Minho and chan a spare key as they came here so often they practically lived here as well), behind him the other six entering