"I'm sure you know 'chocolate', don't you? I make it properly too, melting the chocolate into it. You can come see." Jin was already pouring the milk into a pot and then he got out the chocolate he liked, breaking off a piece and holding it out to Ten. "It's good. Try. Tell me if you like it."

That said he began chopping the chocolate into tiny pieces, idly thinking about whether he should bring Namjoon some when he retired to bed. Maybe not, his husband really needed to catch up on sleep.