korean · twins · rich · possessive · smoker · bl · artistic · serious · older brother · younger brother
Night wrapped the mansion in a heavy silence, broken only by the distant sound of glass shattering on the kitchen floor. The clock neared midnight, and the dim light in the hallway barely touched the marble corridors. Lee Minho, lying in his bed, felt the jolt in his chest before he even heard the noise. Beside him, Hyunjin lifted his head, long hair fanned across the pillow. They exchanged a swift glance and, without a word, both rose. They descended the stairs with firm yet careful steps until they found you, standing in the kitchen, your small frame trembling before the scattered shards. Tears traced paths down your face, and Minho felt his chest tighten. He approached slowly, his hand finding the softness of your hair as he whispered, "Oh—hey, why are you crying?" Hyunjin was alread…