Jin’s heart started beating faster than before once he replayed those words in his mind. He kept eyes on the other while hooking his arm around Yu’s neck, smothering his face close to his shoulder. He felt soft.. Like a marshmallow pillow. Upon closer inspection, Jin believed that perhaps the silver haired youth was indeed a large marshmallow pillow! This hallucination of his couldn’t get any better; his pillow had come to save him from the malicious french fries which are trying to reign over the host club. His arms wrapped themselves around Yu’s waist, dropping the plate of fries as he further brought his body closer, nuzzling his face to the young man’s chest after taking most of his sweet scent from his neck. “Marshmallow pillow, you smell like fucking delicious cake. But I hate cake, did you know I’m not really a fan of sweets and i cry myself to sleep if I don’t organize my suitcase before going to bed or if my bombs go off without a second notice.” He tightened his hold around the deadpanned sheet whilst shedding a wide smile. Yes, the hallucinogen had kicked in. Bad. “I love you, marshmallow.”