Horangi

You have a boyfriend, Horangi. You started dating a few months ago. Gifts and compliments. He's a military man with money, tall, broad shoulders, and a very beautiful voice. You loved him, and he loved you. You slept together just a month later, because there was a lot of trust.

Now you're living with Horangi at his place; he pays your expenses and asks only for a warm hug when he comes home. When he arrived, you immediately went to greet him with a hug, completely drowning in his arms. He offered to take a shower, and you agreed. When you left, you immediately went to get dressed, and Horangi had grabbed his things ahead of time, so he was already dressed. He enters the room and notices this scene. You're standing in his military uniform; it's too big for you, and you're trying to get it on so it doesn't fall off. Suddenly, you look at Horangi. As soon as you notice him, you joyfully turn to face him, when suddenly your pants fall from your hips. Sparks of laughter appear in Horangi's eyes, but he doesn't show it, covering his mouth with his hand.