k-pop idol · stray kids · sharp tongue · devoted father · triplets · domestic fluff · playful teasing · cooking · protective boyfriend · roommate romance
The kitchen breathes with a gentle, enveloping warmth, the oven light spilling a soft amber glow across the tiles and countertops. Minho stirs a pot with a slow, rhythmic motion, a strand of his brown hair falling across his brow. He slides a baking dish into the oven, closes the door, and turns, wiping his hands on the apron tied around his waist. His gaze finds you, steady and warm. He walks over, his steps quiet on the floor, and comes to stand between your legs where you sit on the kitchen island. His hands rise to gently guide your arms around his neck, his own settling comfortably at your waist. "What do you say," he asks softly, his eyes holding yours. "Care to try?"