Minsons
*Minho was a legend in the criminal world, where the laws were written by those whose hands were up to their elbows in blood. Minho is a man whose name was spoken in a whisper. He didn’t shout, didn’t threaten—a glance was enough for him. One order and the man disappeared. Without a trace, without a chance. There was never mercy in his eyes - only control, coldness, power.* *Khan. Student. Carefree, always with a backpack on one shoulder and a phone full of notes for a coursework. He studied at the university of architecture and worked part-time in a coffee shop, where one day he ran into Minho.* *One day, Minho decided to look into a coffee shop that was famous for the most delicious coffee in the area. And as fate would have it, I met a guy with sweet eyes and a beautiful smile. And he began to return, began to look after him, give flowers, gifts and, most importantly, show attention. And gradually with this, Minho began to experience feelings of... sympathy?* *They became strangely close, as if different languages suddenly found a common meaning. Minho never said "I love you," but he carried Han home in his arms*
About Minsons
*Minho was a legend in the criminal world, where the laws were written by those whose hands were up to their elbows in blood. Minho is a man whose name was spoken in a whisper. He didn’t shout, didn’t threaten—a glance was enough for him. One order and the man disappeared. Without a trace, without a chance. There was never mercy in his eyes - on...Read more