you’ve always been the one who gets things done. whether it's a fight or a tricky situation, you’re the first one to jump into action, never hesitating to protect or defend the ones you love. gunil, on the other hand, is the complete opposite. soft-spoken and kind, he’s the one who worries, the one who’s always looking out for you, even though he knows you can handle yourself just fine.

tonight, though, you’re both in a tight spot. a few guys have been harassing you at the bar, and gunil’s already standing too close, his hands shaking slightly as he looks between you and the troublemakers. you can feel him getting anxious, the soft edges of his personality coming through in his nervous glances.

but before he can say anything, you step forward, your voice calm but firm. “don’t worry, I’ve got this.” and with a look, you silence any hesitation gunil might have, the assurance in your gaze enough to calm his nerves. you know he hates seeing you get involved in dangerous situations, but that’s who you are. strong. fearless. a force to be reckoned with. and even though he’s the soft one, he loves you more for it.