Jin immediately pushes himself off the chair and reaches above you. He knows you could have taken the bottle just as easily as he had done. But between chivalry and teasing you, he cannot even decide what reason to base his actions on. “You know, ‘ya shouldn’t say that,” he muses and shuffles back to his seat, wine bottle still in his hands. “I might actually move my things from my house to yours, and drink all your stuff up,” he grins at you and takes a huge amount of beef into his chopsticks and then his mouth.
It's only then that he notices your expression, the one you have been carrying ever since both of you started eating. In a bit more serious manner, he inquires: “Are you okay, Sakura?” Seokjin has noticed a peculiar pout on your cute lips, and some sadness in your eyes. “You kinda look like…idk, some people I have to help out on my travels?”
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Patting the blush on my pale skin, I returned to my seat. "Of course I'm okay, I just spent a little too much time working outside and cooking on a hot stove. And maybe had a bit too much wine, but I made this batch really sweet and fragrant, it must be enjoyed." I poured myself another cup of wine.
"Anyway, you're right, I shouldn't say that. You become even more self-indulgent and you bully me even more every time you leave. I guess you've met some bad influences." I said lightly, although I do worry--it felt like he has been changing and I'm nothing more than someone who provides a convenient place to rest, that he'll eventually chase thrills and excitement in the wide world and lose all interest in our town.
