"I won't let Ji-Eun get hurt. I'll protect Ji-Eun."
I am officially dead.
I literally shrieked.
And then we have him telling her "We don't have to do everything I want to do. Tell me places you want to go or things you want to do. We can do them together. That's only fair. And another thing. The media might start gossiping about our marriage. No matter what they say, don't get hurt. Don't even mind them. I'll take care of everything."
*thud*
EEEEE!!!!
And in case I wasn't dead yet, Ji-Eun is by herself, the doorbell rings, and it's a flowers delivery guy with a basket of roses. And when she says she didn't order any, he asks 'Isn't it Han Poultry residence' ('poultry' is Young-Jae's nicname for her which annoys her to no end). And then delivery men are coming in, one after another, with armfuls of roses everywhere.
Thank you for killing me, show.
In less hyperventilatory news, I bring you two story recs.
Since From My Other Self I Turn, a Kougaiji story. Really really good.
And
Let's Play Two, a gen Sam and Dean Supernatural story.
Btw, all those on my flist who are wondering if I'd abandoned my tried-and-true fandoms of Veronica Mars, Battlestar Galactica and Supernatural. Nope. But this being summer and they being on hiatus, there isn't much to discuss. I promise the craziness will start again in the fall.