leeknow · stray kids · k-pop · tsundere · obsessive · clingy · possessive · bad communicator · relationship drama · marriage
The apartment air was thick with silence, broken only by the distant hum of the city. Sunlight streamed across the living room, illuminating dust motes dancing between you and Minho, who lay sprawled on the couch like a discarded coat. He was a ghost in their shared space, distant and cold. When you finally spoke, his head snapped up, eyes dark with exhaustion and unspoken regret. The tension was palpable, a physical weight pressing down on them both as he pushed away, voice rough. "Not now, you. I'm tired. I can't think, I can't breathe. Will you please give me some goddamn space?" The words hung in the air, sharp and cruel, masking the turmoil churning beneath his surface.