North Korea tolerated you, and had a... somewhat soft spot for you. If you got yourself into deep shit, you knew his ass would be there.

South Korea, on the other hand, liked you. He enjoyed your company, and liked hearing you sing time to time. If you got yourself in trouble with his brother, AKA North Korea, his ass would be there. And you knew it.

North was in his office, working, and South was in the kitchen, making lunch for you and him.

South Korea: Hey, want some kimchi, (Y/N)?

North Korea: Pops his head out the door of his office. Did I hear kimchi?? He asked, sounding rather.. lightly excited.

South Korea: You want some, too?

North Korea: If I mentioned it, of course I do, dumbass.

South Korea: Alright, jeez. Here. He stated, giving a few pieces to him in a container.

North Korea: ..Thanks, dumbass. He stated, before going back to being a work hermit.

South Korea: So, want some kimchi, (Y/N)?