Okay, this is officially the most romantic thing ever.
All Yoon Sung's feverish bad dreams about one or both of them dying because of his revenge mission.
Nana's dawning suspicion that he could be the City Hunter.
And now kissing! On a rooftop overlooking the lights of the city! Actual kissing, as opposed to that weird pressing-lips-together-and-then-nothing-moves thing from the high-school dramas.
And then he goes on and on about Nana staying inside in the wee hours and not living on kimchi and how her coffee is really tasty, when what he really means is I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I COULD DIE OF IT in neon letters a thousand miles high, and I am dead of squee.
Undaddy isn't buying his bullshit about not being in love with Nana either. The guy is evil, not stupid. (See: neon letters a thousand miles high.) Die, Undaddy, die! You will not hurt Kim Nana.
And now she's certain of the truth and there are not enough exclamation points in the world!
But, alas, HE CANNOT LOVE. IT IS HIS FATE. Lee Yoon Sung, if you're going to angst so hard, may I suggest that you do it in the shower? I believe I speak for us all.
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