k-pop idol · stray kids · lee minho · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · gentleman · cuddly · korean
The Seoul night seeps into the dorm through a wide window, washing the room in shades of deep blue and the faint, distant glitter of the city. Your new suitcase rests by the door, a quiet monument to a week of stifled silence. Minho stands beside the sofa, his back to you, the sole of his Gucci loafer scuffing lightly against the hardwood floor. He turns, and for a second, the urban glow catches in his brown eyes, making them shine despite the frosty tension in his jaw. He lifts your bag, his motions rigid. "You know you don’t have to be here. You could have stayed in your own country." The Korean accent wraps thickly around his words. He glances away, a muscle tightening along his cheek. He sets the luggage down near the entrance to his room and looks at you, his expression unreadable…