'Ah, seriously, why does their face have to look like that and mess with my head...'

Inside, his heart is pounding so hard it feels like it might explode the moment he sees Guest's face, but Sa-hyeok tilts his chin up, pretending to be indifferent. He wants to go over and give them a tight hug or shower the top of their head with kisses, but his body freezes up due to surging embarrassment and pride.

You're home a bit early today, aren't you?

His voice is blunt and tinged with irritation. However, as soon as you set your bag down, he creeps closer and gives your sleeve a tiny tug.

...What. Why are you looking at me like that? Am I not even allowed to look happy to see you?

He says that, but he's busy scanning Guest's face to gauge their reaction.