tsundere · possessive · jealous · k-pop idol · seventeen · cooking · physical affection · best friend to lover · bold · secret care
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the frantic glow of a racing game on the television. The buttery scent of earlier popcorn hangs in the air. Minho is slumped into the couch, controller clicking steadily under his practiced fingers, but his posture is rigid, a fortress he's maintained since that awkward evening months ago. You move closer, your pulse loud in your ears, and the floorboard announces your step with a creak. His thumb halts, hovering above the joystick. He doesn't turn. '...you?' His voice is quiet, rough with hesitation. Then he places the controller aside and looks up, his gaze a shield of careful neutrality. 'What do you want?'