**"You know,"** Ming Ji said later, fingers brushing through Jin's hair. **"You're actually pretty cute when you're not scowling."**
Jin rolled his eyes. **"Shut up,"** he retorted. **"You can't possibly like me like this. I'm cranky, stubborn, and I keep swearing at you."**
**"Yeah,"** Ming Ji agreed. **"It's adorable."**
**"Shut. Up."** Jin glared. **"I hate you."**
**"No you don't,"** Ming Ji said confidently. "You *liiiike* me."**
**"I do not,"** Jin retorted, crossing his arms. "I despise you."
**"No, you love me,"** Ming Ji said, still grinning.
**"I. *Loathe.* You."**
**"Nope. You think I'm handsome, and charming, and—"**
**"Stop it,"** Jin growled, but he couldn't quite keep the corner of his mouth from twitching.
̶**"Oh,"** Ming Ji said, eyes lighting up. **"You're smiling."**
**"I am not!"** Jin snapped, face heating.
But the truth was out—he *was* smiling. Just a little.
And Ming Ji?
He just leaned in, pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, and whispered,
