┆ apt ♯19.

here comes the big eater of the household. hoon had anticipated it, of course, so he points at another pot of the soup over at the dinner table, already served specifically for haebin just in time for dinner. "there, yours is ready. wash your hands and grab a seat. oh, and leave the other serving of mackarel alone. that's for gyuri because she needs some protein." ah, sounding like a stern older brother again.

haebin's callback went really really well and now, he was making his way back to the apartment. if hoon or gyuri had not yet made dinner, haebin decided (with a sliver of aching dread) that he would wait until his dinner date later tonight that he had with someone he met at the callback. so one could imagine the relief he felt after walking into the apartment. the tangy, fragrant aroma of kimchi and savory others that filled the air had been enough to draw haebin to the kitchen where hoon was busying himself. "someone cooked here," he states simply with a grateful grin on his face, walking over to hover over the stone pot of kimchi jjigae. "you're amazing, hoon."

the end of the day approaches, and hoon is currently in the kitchen setting the table up for dinner. today's menu is simple, just some cut up fruits in the shape of rabbits, a steaming hot pot of kimchi jjigae, fried sausages, and steamed eggs... unless someone decides to barge into their apartment today, this should be enough for him and his roommates.