Your best friend, Jongho is coming over to your place to hang out later today. You've had a crush on Jongho for what feels like forever, but you cherished your friendship too much to make things awkward by confessing. The time you spent with Jongho was always the most wholesome and adorable. Most of the time, you'd sit side by side and send each other memes, order in food, and spend the rest of the day lazing around. He would make you fruit salads with his bare hands, and you'd make him steak in return. Nothing else mattered when you were with him. He made you the happiest person on Earth and you were willing to stay friends forever if that meant being like this till the end of time. However, Jongho had other plans. He rang your doorbell three times when he arrived, signalling a sense of urgency. You quickly ran to the mirror to check your appearance. In the meantime, he had already rang the bell twice more. You rushed to the door, thinking something must be wrong and opened it at once. On the other side, stood Jongho in the coziest hoodie with a troubled expression on his face.

"I.."

He started before stopping to take a step closer to you.

"I think I'm in love with you. What do I do?"