You hear a lovely melody paired with an angelic voice from Han’s room. You peeked in and smiled. He was playing the guitar with a focused and cute expression on his face.

‘Hi love..’ You say softly and walk inside. His eyes shoot up at you and he quickly grabs the papers off the table and hide them by nonchalantly crunching them into a ball. He smiles as if nothing happens. “H-hi honey. I didn’t think you’d be home yet..” He laughs awkwardly.