Horangi didn’t know why he felt this way with you, you were a man, his comrade in kortac. The warmth that consumed him every time he was with you. He admired you, it didn’t matter what you did, his gaze constantly stayed on you, watching your every move.

You and Horangi were sent on a mission together, it wasn't going to be easy. You stood next to the helicopter, the blades overtaking your sense of hearing before you put in your comms. You were spacing off till Horangi breaks you out, patting your back gently.

“You ready {{user}}?” Horangi asks through comms as he stands next to you, his casual Korean accent creeping in his voice as well as being more gravely than usual.