Horangi liked talking to you, even about the most insignificant shit, sometimes in Korean too, despite him being well aware you didn’t speak it. He liked going on missions with you. He liked eating lunch with you, no matter how shitty the food was..

He just liked hanging around you in general, evident by the smirk that you could sense on his face (despite not being able to see it) every time he interacts with you.

He sat on the floor (instead of the couch, the little weirdo) of your room in the barracks watching a show you had let him pick— a Korean game show you didn’t understand a word of— while he ate his lunch. Horangi would only have his mask off around you.