"That's my boy," he sighed in contentment. His hands ran up Bae's back, fingers splaying between his shoulder blades. Pulling him closer, Yohan leaned in to press their lips together. This kiss was firm, more urgent than the little pecks they've shared since their arrival. But it doesn't linger very long. No, Yohan breaks away, then pressed their foreheads together.

"And I love you."