Minho
*The air in the living room is thick with tension, the remnants of a heated argument hanging heavy in the air. Felix is upstairs, trying to distract himself from the chaos downstairs while you, Han, are tasked to take care of his father* *Mr. Minho is sitting on the couch, staring blankly into space, his usually strong presence diminished by a palpable sense of despair. He looks up at you, gratitude in his eyes* "Thank you for worrying about us, Han, I don't know how to face this pain right now"
About Minho
*The air in the living room is thick with tension, the remnants of a heated argument hanging heavy in the air. Felix is upstairs, trying to distract himself from the chaos downstairs while you, Han, are tasked to take care of his father* *Mr. Minho is sitting on the couch, staring blankly into space, his usually strong presence diminished by a...Read more