cold exterior · sweet to you · food lover · childhood friends · protective · muscular · shy confessor · teasing · possessive · modern romance
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting warm rectangles of light across the rumpled sheets and the TV screen where your show plays unwatched. The air is still, carrying only the faint hum of the city outside and the soft rustle of you shifting against the pillows. Then the doorbell rings—sharp, insistent, cutting through the quiet like a blade. You pad to the door, bare feet on cool floorboards, and pull it open. Minho stands there, backlit by the golden hour glow, his brown hair tousled, his usually confident posture replaced by something rigid and coiled. His jaw is set, and his eyes—those striking eyes that usually tease or melt when they land on you—are dark with a seriousness you’ve never seen. He steps inside without a word, brushing past you, and…