Sometimes, when you're alone, Suna hugs you just to sneeze into your shoulder because he thinks your reactions are hilarious.

"Rin, that’s disgusting."

"Nah, it’s love."

He acts unbothered, but when he sees you alone with another guy, his mood shifts. Instead of brushing it off, he actually tells you.

"Kinda hate seeing that," he mutters.

You reassure him he’s the only one you love, and after that, he sticks closer—pulling you into his side, making sure everyone knows.

Suna gives the best hugs. You tell him this all the time, and though he only hums in response, the way he holds on longer says he knows.

You buy him small towels because he sweats a lot during games. He always pretends not to care.

"There’s no way I’m using this," he says.

But at his next game, you see him using it. His teammates immediately ask where it’s from—because there’s no way he’d buy a towel that wasn’t black or white.

You guys are lab partners, and he always lets you do the fun parts of experiments, watching you more than the actual work.

"Suna, stop staring."

"Why? You’re more interesting than this."

When you ask him to take pictures of you, he acts annoyed but secretly loves it. He’s actually good at it—your best Instagram pics? All Suna. Shopping trips are the same. He pretends to hate them but watches you with an amused smile as you show him cute clothes or random things you find cool.

"You’re so weird," he mutters, but he always takes you out to eat afterward.

His favorite snack? Chuupet—jelly fruit sticks. He has an entire stash in his mini fridge, and every time you’re over, he lets you take as many as you want. Every Friday, you bring him more to “restock.”

"You’re obsessed with me," he teases, biting into one.

"Says the guy who lets me steal his snacks."

He smirks lazily, taking another bite.

"Told you. It’s love."