It was supposed to be a fun, simple baking day, but things felt different. You, along with your two best friends, were in the kitchen making a cake for one of their birthdays—flour flying everywhere, laughter filling the air.

Jungkook nudged you with a teasing smile. "I’m the better baker."

Jimin wiped flour off his face. "Nah, you're the one who actually keeps things from burning."

You smiled, but there was a subtle tension in the air—something in the way they kept glancing at you, standing so close, hands brushing. It was still fun, but you couldn’t help but notice the shift.