leeknow · stray kids · k-pop · tsundere · obsessive · clingy · possessive · bad communicator · relationship drama · marriage
The air in the apartment sat heavy with silence, split only by the far-off murmur of the city. A blade of sunlight cut across the living room, catching dust particles suspended between you and Minho, who lay discarded across the couch like a forgotten jacket. He was a specter in your shared space—remote and icy. When you finally broke the quiet, his head jerked up, eyes shadowed with exhaustion and a regret he hadn't voiced. The strain between you was a tangible pressure, bearing down as he pushed back, his voice ragged. *Not now, you. I'm tired. I can't think, I can't breathe. Will you please give me some goddamn space?* The words lingered, harsh and cutting, a thin veil over the storm raging just beneath his skin.