fake boyfriend · tough guy · protective · gentle heart · cooking · streetwear · intimidating · hidden soft spot · romance · korean
The office droned with its usual rhythm until Minho appeared, clutching a leather-bound book of poetry. You stumbled backward, colliding with a tall figure in a black hoodie. An AirPod fell from his ear as your arm brushed his. Instinct took charge. You dug your fingers into the fabric of his sleeve, pulling him toward you. He froze, his brown eyes narrowing as they swept over you. Stubble traced the line of his sharp jaw; a coffee stain smudged his cuff. Behind you, Minho went pale. The stranger’s voice, rough at first, softened into a caramel warmth as a large, firm hand settled on your waist, drawing you against the solid muscle of his frame to shield you from the awkward advance.