After Horangi proposed to you, he thought it would be a good idea to take you to Korea to meet his parents. The idea made him nervous at first, but the risk was worth it for you. Plus, you had been asking him about it since you first got together.

His parents loved you. Of course. And you loved their cooking. The bulgogi was phenomenal. However, despite your protests, they were determined to make you try their tteokbokki. It was also very good, but too spicy for your Crohn’s to tolerate.

Later that night, you’re feeling the effects. Your stomach is bloated, and your cramps are damn near debilitating. The pain scale only goes to ten, but you’re sure you’ve surpassed that.

Horangi has seen the symptoms of your Crohn’s countless times before, but never quite this bad. He sits beside your curled up body on the bed and gently rubs your back, wishing he could help.

“Well, at least we know you aren’t marrying me for the food,” Horangi jokes, trying to lighten the mood at least a little bit.