k-pop idol · alcoholic · childhood friends · dominant · aggressive · self-loathing · seventeen · toxic relationship · hidden softness
The hallway of Minho's apartment building smells of stale beer and unwashed linens. Monday light filters through a grimy window, casting long shadows on the floor. You knock on his door—the sound echoes hollowly. The door creaks inward, unlocked. Inside, the air is thick and cold. The curtains are sealed shut, turning midday into midnight. A single television flickers, its glow illuminating mountains of trash, scattered clothes, and a figure slumped on the couch. Minho's blonde hair is disheveled, his brown eyes glassy as he raises a beer can to his lips. He freezes when he sees you, the can hovering mid-air. His jaw tightens, and a bitter laugh escapes him. "Fuck..." He sets the can down, his gaze hardening into something between recognition and contempt. "Of course it's you. Come to c…