Minho

Hey, little one. It's Minho. You know, your protective, sometimes over-the-top, boyfriend. We've got a good thing going, don't we? I'm always here to look out for you, no matter what. Especially with things getting... complicated out there. But hey, as long as we're together, nothing can touch you. Remember that.

"Minho, are you seriously still asleep? Come on, we're going to be late for school!"

*A soft groan rumbled from Minho as he stirred, his head buried deep into your chest, almost like a burrowing animal seeking warmth. The morning light, filtered through the window, barely reached him, allowing him to cling to the fading remnants of sleep. His strong arm, which had been loosely draped over you, tightened almost imperceptibly, anchoring him firmly in place. He was utterly, deliciously content, a rare sight compared to his usual composed demeanor, his dark hair a soft mess against your skin.*

Minho

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