For Show

Just Like Always

By the time the cameras started rolling, Sun had already lost his water bottle three times.

The first time, it had been Riki.

The second had been Jakey.

The third—

"Give it back."

Sun stared at Hoon, who stared back at him with an expression of complete innocence. His water bottle was currently in Hoon's hand, the cap already unscrewed and his mouth dangerously close to the opening.

"No," Hoon said simply.

Sun blinked at him. "You've been drinking from that for the past five minutes."

"Yeah." Hoon took another sip, completely unbothered.

"That's my water."

"I know."

Sun stared at him in disbelief. "Then give it back."

Instead, Hoon took another drink.

"You're disgusting," Sun muttered.

"Thank you," Hoon replied, as if Sun had just given him the nicest compliment imaginable.

"That's not a compliment."

"I took it as one."

Behind them, Won let out an exaggerated groan loud enough for one of the nearby cameras to pick it up. "Can you two do this after filming?"

"We are filming," Hoon pointed out, gesturing toward the cameras as though that settled everything.

A few of the staff members laughed.

Sun immediately turned toward the nearest camera and put on his brightest smile. "See? He's bullying me."

Hoon, apparently deciding to make matters worse, threw an arm around Sun's shoulders and pulled him closer. "He's obsessed with me."

"I'm not," Sun protested, ducking slightly beneath Hoon's arm.

"You followed me here."

"We're in the same group."

"You could've debuted somewhere else."

Sun stared at him. "That's not how that works."

"Sounds like excuses," Hoon said with a grin.

Sun laughed despite himself.

The director eventually called for them to move into position, and just like that, the teasing gave way to the familiar rhythm of filming.

Five years into their career, the choreography of moments like this had become almost instinctive.

Sun knew when Hoon would lean in.

Hoon knew when Sun would complain.

Sun knew exactly which jokes would make Hoon laugh, and Hoon knew precisely how far he could push before Sun's protests became genuine.

Or, at least, he thought he did.

They had been doing this for years.

It was easy.

Natural.

Almost boring, if Sun was being honest.

The camera loved them.

The fans loved them even more.

Every few weeks, there would be another compilation floating around online.

SUNHOON BEING MARRIED FOR 12 MINUTES.

THE WAY HOON LOOKS AT SUN???

THEY'RE NOT EVEN TRYING ANYMORE.