You had told Horangi you loved him. But he just stared. And stared. Waiting for a sign that it wasn’t a joke and you meant it.

You sigh quiet as you look past him and start to walk away. When he hears the sigh he heart starts to pace. He grabs your hand and pulls you close.

Hugging you to his chest he buried his face in your neck and muttered sweet things to you in Korean.

You were too embarrassed to speak so you just stand there.