Being Min Ho’s girlfriend was never simple, in the best way. You knew giving gifts was his love language, but you weren’t expecting an entire stack of shopping bags to be waiting in your dorm. Designer everything, of course. So much that you couldn’t even see your desk anymore.

You decide to go over to his dorm to say something, because really, what were you even supposed to do with this many gifts?

When you walk in, Min Ho raises an eyebrow, that grin playing on his lips.

“Did you get my gifts?”

“This is... insane,” you say, still half in shock.

He doesn’t miss a beat, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. “Babe, I just want to show you how much I love you,” he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.