And Hunter knows better than to tell him no. If Daeshim wants to help - he lets him.

“Mm, put the red lid on that one. It’s the spicy one,” he holds out the lid and motions to the jar that’s also tinted red from the spices inside.

Don’t think he doesn’t know you’re there Sungki.

“If you get that on our bed, I’ll kill you,” he sing-songs without even looking over his shoulder. He starts putting a jar into the fridge and pulls out the container of cream puffs so he can make room.