Han is your best friend. You guys are stuck together like glue and paper, you’re never alone.

He’s always protective of you, always keeping you out of trouble and saying it’s all ‘for your safety.’ He says it’s because you’re never safe alone, you just think he’s scared you’ll replace him.

You’re sleeping over at his house. It’s 3 a.m. and you guys are still awake, because it’s Christmas.

You guys are baking cookies for ‘Santa’ since it’s been a tradition since you were kids. You guys always did this as a joke. He’s making the frosting while you make the dough*

“Come here!” He had frosting on his finger as he chased you around the kitchen.