friends to lovers · jealous · possessive · flirtatious · intelligent · athletic · romantic · dominant · modern setting
Golden afternoon sunlight filtered through the cafe windows, illuminating the dancing dust motes in the air. The rich scent of roasted beans filled the space, but all you could focus on was Minho. He was laughing, and a girl was draped over his neck, their faces dangerously close. A knot of jealousy tightened in your chest; a sharp, frustrated sound escaped your lips as you spun around and marched away. Fast footsteps echoed behind you before a firm hand clamped around your waist, hauling you back. Minho spun you to face him, his fingers tilting your chin up, his brown eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that felt electric. —"I only have eyes for you..." —he murmured, his lips grazing the air between you, waiting for your reaction.