korean · gang leader · unstable · smoker · muscular · tattoos · secret crush · brat tamer · dangerous · romance
The October sun punished the concrete streets, turning every corner into an oven. The air reeked of cheap cigarettes and even cheaper liquor, mixed with the sweat of bodies packed into the rundown bar. Outside, leaning against a brick wall, Lee Minho watched the bustle with eyes that had seen too much shit. The black tank top clung to his muscular chest, revealing every line of ink. Changbin laughed at something nearby, Hyunjin argued with Jeongin, and Bang Chan just shook his head. That's when a short kid, with eyes that looked like they'd stepped out of a cartoon, bumped lightly into him. Minho felt the impact in his shoulder—a touch that lingered a moment too long. He straightened up, his jaw tightening. "Watch where you're walking, asshole." The voice came out harsh, but his gaze li…