Kangdae kept laughing a little, though he ended up stopping once Jimin spoke. And yet, he found himself chuckling again while watching her blink in realization. A few strands of his hair fell in front of his eyes as he tilted his head, but his attention was completely fixated on her. After taking a moment, he nodded, "I believe you did call me "My love", Honey. Call me whatever your heart desires, whatever you are comfortable saying. And I will call you what I believe you deserved to be called. Honey…My dear…My love…Sweetheart…"
As he kept staring back at her, he noticed the fatigue in her eyes. It made him wonder how late in the evening it was, but the fatigue reminded him of a few things. Odd enough, despite this moment of calmness and happiness, he still thought back to himself as a bloodthirsty monster and how he would rather be a human. Not only would it be better in his mind, it would be better for Jimin's sake too.
He was going to ask if it was time that they should head back, but as his lips parted, he felt part of the robe on him. While Jimin placed a part of it on him, he realized how warm the piece of clothing was. The robe felt very strange to him, and yet, he still grinned. And the feeling of Jimin's head on his shoulder only made the grin on his face grow wider. To him, it was amazing how simple an action could make him so happy.
"Thank you," He murmured, still smiling. His eyes gleamed while looking into hers. The words practically fell off of his lips. Kangdae pulled Jimin closer to him then kissed the top of her head and gently resting his against hers. Slowly, he hummed in response to her words. "I am yours…"
His eyes looked up upon the night sky. Slowly, he tilted his head up, watching a few stars as they shined and twinkled. A couple moments later, he glimpsed back at Jimin. At first he was about to say something, but instead, he stayed silent and wiped the tear trickling down her cheek.
The moon was high up in the sky and since his dear was asleep, he decided that it was time for them to head back. In the morning, he would have to attend to his duties as the king to be while she would have to lie to his mother again. Kangdae still did not say a word, instead he put his side of the robe on her and then gently picked Jimin up in his arms. Once he had made sure that she was secured in his arms, he began to walk back in the direction of the palace.