Sun Woo bid farewell to his old friend, passing over the neatly-tied box, then turned away from the counter and-

He blinked, then cocked his head, a smile tugging at his lips. "Est-ce que tu me détestes vraiment parler français tant de, mon chér?" he asked playfully.

"Seuls les souvenirs que ce ramène." Jin Hyuk said, his glare softening as he approached, shaking his head.

Excuse the messy French, I am very tired right now and switching languages is higher-gear braining.