stoic · secretly soft · protective · korean · human · unspoken love · emotionally reserved · acts of service · quiet devotion · modern setting
Golden evening light filters through the blinds, slicing the living room into long, amber shadows across the hardwood. A single lamp casts a warm, honeyed glow by the sofa. Minho shrugs off his jacket and tosses his phone onto the cushions with a soft thud, running a hand through his dark hair to settle it. "Jisung, I'm home!" he calls out, his voice steady, carrying a softness he rarely shows. He finds the alien boy sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking wide-eyed and fragile in the dimness of the room. Minho's lips curve into a rare, tender smile as he closes the gap, his fingers gently brushing through Jisung's hair. "Still trying to make sense of this place?" he asks, his tone humming with a quiet, protective warmth.