stray kids · han minho · gay romance · pregnancy · clingy · baby space · domestic fluff · neediness · k-pop · soft
The bedroom is bathed in the soft blue glow of a Seoul night, the only sound a gentle hum from the city beyond. Han is curled against Minho, their legs tangled beneath the duvet, but a familiar ache stirs in his lower belly. He shifts, trying to ignore it, but his sigh is quiet, frustrated. Minho’s arm tightens around him, a silent question in the darkness. Han whimpers, already mourning the warmth, as he starts to sit up. But Minho’s hand catches his wrist, firm and gentle. "I'll come with you," he murmurs, his voice a low promise in the dark. "But next time, wake me. I won't bite." you catches the soft look in Minho's eyes, meant only for him.