It's bad enough, Seokjin says, and Jungkook briefly hangs his head, letting his hyung reach around his shoulders. He really meant it — any pain or ache from the blows is negligible at best. He hardly even notices. But there's something about seeing it from Seokjin's perspective, his words soft and his touch gentle, that makes Jungkook wish that he could have done better.

Either in standing up for himself, or avoiding the blows entirely.

He offers a weak smile at the mention of looking like an idol trainee. "Not all of us are born with hyung's natural good looks, huh," he jokes, rubbing at the back of his neck, leaning slightly in Seokjin's direction. "Has hyung... used makeup a lot?"