Jongdae’s stomach flutters at the memory.
“However” Baekhyun continues in a less sentimental voice. “, next time you want to do something dangerous for your health, be it even something as simple as changing the light bulb, you have to listen to me and/or let me do it… Seriously, Jongdae, why is it that I always listen to you but you never do the same to me?”