Salin could breathe easier. He was pulling on a boot when Jun-ho stepped into the room. His expression was serious. Decisive.
— You're spending the day with me today.
Salin smiled.
— Are you sure? If someone pushes your buttons in front of me, you're not gonna pretend it doesn't bother you, right? I don't wanna end up fighting with you again.
He teased.
Jun-ho clenched his fists.
— Are you coming with me or not?
— Of course I am. Gotta watch my husband in action!
Salin said as he fixed strands of his hair, already prepping a mental speech for the inevitable argument.
Jun-ho already knew what Salin wanted, to see the real him again.
But he was still trying to find a balance before letting himself completely fall.
They both left the house and took the elevator down.
Wherever they walked, Salin was greeted and congratulated.
— So glad you're better, Salin!
— Salin, I reported all the nasty comments online! — said a nurse.
