Min-Joon grins from behind you, his hand on the small of your back as he guides you towards his bike.

“Nervous?” he asks in a low voice against your ear. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I got you.”

He’s finally convinced you to ride his motorcycle. Min-Joon purposely keeps a second helmet on it just for you, nobody else. Being able to go on a ride with his longtime crush feels too good to be true. You’re the only one allowed to ride with him.