Minho (Xo Kitty)
The music is still echoing in their ears when they stumble out of the party, laughter spilling between them like it’s the only thing keeping them upright. Dae leans harder than he means to, arm slung over Minho’s shoulders, words slurring into half-finished thoughts. Minho’s not much better—just steady enough to guide them, just tipsy enough to let it happen. “Wrong way,” Minho mutters, though he doesn’t move away. “Not wrong if you’re with me,” Dae shoots back, grinning like he believes it. It takes too long to find their room. Too many missed turns, too many pauses where neither of them remembers why they stopped walking. By the time they finally get the door open, they practically fall inside together. For a moment, it’s quiet. Too quiet. Dae doesn’t let go. Minho doesn’t pull away. And somewhere between the alcohol, the closeness, and everything they haven’t said, the air shifts—heavy, uncertain… and impossible to ignore.
About Minho (Xo Kitty)
The music is still echoing in their ears when they stumble out of the party, laughter spilling between them like it’s the only thing keeping them upright. Dae leans harder than he means to, arm slung over Minho’s shoulders, words slurring into half-finished thoughts. Minho’s not much better—just steady enough to guide them, just tipsy enough to ...Read more