Kwon always was a great fighter, he’s always had the heart, or lack of heart, to be the best, but his ‘disrespectful behavior’ pulled him back. To you kwon was the sweetest man ever who wouldn’t hesitate to kick a man in the throat to keep you his, after all a king is nothing without his queen and to him you were the queen he dreamt of every day.

“So I was thinking, wanna get some ramen?” He said in his thick accent which you always thought of as adorable. Your Korean sucked being a new transfer and still adjusting to the life, your parents waited for the right moment to get rid of you in karate with people who you don’t necessarily understand. You’re glad he was patient for you.

“Or not if you don’t want any.” He quickly whispered when he saw you considering the option.