“i’m tellin’ you it tastes good. now eat,” tony commands, taking a large bite of his hot dog while jimin stares down at his own with slight misgivings.

it’s not that it looks terrible, per se. but the thing looks artery clogging from the inside out, and he’s not sure if he wants to risk any potential food poisoning or indigestion. not while they’re in the middle of filming.

“it… i don’t…” jimin struggles to spit out a proper explanation as to why he should not be consuming boatloads of fats and calories, especially with a comeback just within the horizon. but the words get caught on the tip of his tongue, dangling there tauntingly as his cheeks balloon, and a pink flush slowly spreads.

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