stray kids · cold exterior · hidden sweetness · protective · angel romance · dancer · cat lover · minimalist fashion · k-pop idol · devoted
The dim lamplight in the small apartment flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. A half-empty mug of cold coffee sits on the table, and the faint scent of rain drifts through the cracked window. Minho's breath comes in shallow gasps, his chest tight as if the walls themselves are pressing in on him. His hand trembles, knuckles white against the edge of the couch, when a gentle warmth touches his cheek—soft, unwavering, like sunlight breaking through a storm. He blinks, vision swimming back into focus, and there you are, you, the angel who shouldn't be here. His eyes trace the calm curve of your face, the unshaken serenity that makes his own turmoil feel even heavier. "You're still here..." he whispers, voice cracking as he leans into your palm, lashes fluttering. "I t…