Jin barreled into his room without warning which just annoyed Taesu more than it should have – all he wanted to do was sleep (even if it meant he was going to get any tonight, given how early it was), but his stupid brother was making that very difficult. Tae scowled at him, although he took a step back to at least have some distance between them.

“What are you, my keeper now?” He didn’t even bother to look at the tray or the now heated soup, even if the smell did make him realize he was a little bit hungry. It was the principle of not letting Jin boss him around that made him not go over to it. Instead Tae’s eyes flicked to Jin, to the arms crossed over his chest, and the flicker of irritation in the set of his shoulders. He wasn’t allowed to be irritated, because he was the one who came barreling in with demands.

Taesu moved to the bed, which he leaned against. “I’ll eat when I eat. When’s the last time you’d had something? You’re cranky tonight.” The half-Veela muttered. Not that he was going to offer himself for a snack.

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