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Since Haechan was a baby, for him physical touch is a language of love. So when he wants to show that he loves something, he usually hugs them, kisses them, or touches them in some part of their body. But the problem is that not everyone has a physical touch as a love language.
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Mark and Donghyuck aren’t friends who say I love you.
They’re friends who say, “I miss you” or, “I’ve been thinking about you” or, “I got this for you because I know how much you like it.”
They’re friends who remember drink orders, and know how cold is too cold for the aircon to be set at, and who argue over whether tiny oranges are mandarins or clementines.
And Mark begins to wonder if this has nothing to do with being friends.
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“Hear me out,” he says. “You cleared your schedule, right? So you could just fly to New York. Like, what’s stopping you?”
“I — could?”
“You said it yourself,” Renjun says, eyes gleaming. “Mark misses you too. And didn’t you say he was like, weirdly out of it the last few times you guys called? Just pack all your things and surprise him.”
or: There's something weird going on with 1) his boyfriend, and 2) the food in New York. Donghyuck investigates. Sort of.
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There’s a fire in Haechan’s eyes that seems to melt everything around him—the ice, the dawn, and the scattered remains of Mark’s dwindling resolve. It’s another one of those things that could be one or the other, and Mark can whirl himself dizzy on a sit spin for days and still not understand what Haechan could possibly mean by giving him gold.
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The one in which Mark thinks Haechan is a sack of rice, and soup can be a metaphor for many things.