BLOSSOMED | SEOKSOO FF ✔️

BONUS 08

By Day 12, Seokmin had undergone a dramatic transformation-from a human checklist to what he believed was the silent ninja of observation. Instead of pestering Jisoo with his endless stream of questions, he began cataloging every minor movement, sneeze, and sigh with the precision of a scientist studying alien life.

He thought he was being subtle, but in reality, his not-so-discreet notebook scribbling and dramatic gasps whenever Jisoo stretched were starting to get on Jisoo's nerves.

Seokmin barged into Jihoon and Soonyoung's cozy living room like a man on a mission, clutching his notebook as though it were the Holy Grail. Jihoon was already rubbing his temples, clearly bracing for impact. Meanwhile, Soonyoung welcomed him with open arms and far too much enthusiasm.

"What's wrong? Is it Jisoo? Are you dying? Did you finally burn the ramen like Jihoon said you would?" Soonyoung bombarded him with questions before Seokmin could even sit.

"Hyung, listen!" Seokmin flailed dramatically. "Jisoo might be pregnant, and I think I've already failed as a potential dad because I might've stressed him out with my excitement, and now I'm keeping quiet, but I'm also taking notes-look!" He shoved the notebook at Jihoon, who flipped through it with a blank expression.

"This is a catalog of sighs and glares, Seokmin," Jihoon deadpanned. "Are you kidding me?!"

"First of all," Jihoon began, his voice laced with the patience of someone who had none, "burn this notebook."

"WHAT?!" Seokmin gasped as though Jihoon had just suggested sacrificing a puppy.

"It's not healthy," Jihoon said, tossing the notebook onto the coffee table. "For either of you. If Jisoo catches you writing this nonsense again, he's going to start thinking you're pregnant."

Soonyoung burst out laughing. "Oh, that's rich! Seokmin, waddling around with mood swings-"

"I'm serious, Hyung!" Seokmin wailed, grabbing the notebook protectively. "I just want to be prepared!"

Jihoon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Here's a revolutionary idea: why don't you talk to Jisoo instead of creeping around like a detective in a bad soap opera?"

"But what if I stress him out again?" Seokmin asked, wide-eyed.

"Then you calm down," Jihoon snapped. "Do some yoga. Meditate. Eat a sandwich. Anything but this."

As Jihoon tried (and failed) to inject some logic into the conversation, Soonyoung decided it was story time.

"You think taking notes is going to prepare you for parenthood? Ha! See Hoonie.. you thought I was worst at your pregnancy.. How's your brother!!" Soonyoung leaned back dramatically.

Jihoon rolled his eyes. "He is more like your brother than me."

"Okay my dear Seokmin. Let me tell you about the time Dino stuffed a waffle into the DVD player because he thought it would make the TV 'taste better.'"

Jihoon groaned. "And guess who had to fix it? Me."

"And don't forget the permanent marker art on the walls made by Sunoo!" Soonyoung added proudly.

"You gave him the markers," Jihoon pointed out.

"It was a creative exercise!" Soonyoung defended, looking utterly unrepentant. "Anyway, Seokmin, the point is, chaos is inevitable. Just embrace it. You'll be fine!"

Seokmin blinked. "So... I should expect waffles in the DVD player?"

"YES," Jihoon and Soonyoung said in unison.