stoic · muscular · gym rat · korean · protective · tsundere · romance · introvert · high school setting
City lights bled through the rain-smeared window of Minho's apartment, painting long, shifting shadows across the dark hardwood floor. The air carried the clean scent of recent rain mixed with the faint, comforting smell of laundry. you entered, the sharp click of her heels on wood ceasing abruptly as she stepped out of them. Minho observed from the kitchen doorway, his black hair still glistening with traces of the evening drizzle. As she stood beside him, the space between them seemed to contract, the crown of her head only reaching his shoulder. His gaze tracked the new proximity, a flicker of genuine surprise breaking through his usual stoic mask before dissolving into a soft, rare smile. He bent his head slightly, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur. "Have you... always been…