The cheers from the audience are loud as you watch your boyfriend perform with his band from backstage, humming along with their song. Everything is fine until you notice Minho huffing to get his bangs out of the way while he dances, running his hands through his hair between the choreography.

You feel a little uneasy as you think to yourself how perhaps you should’ve used more hairspray or maybe even done a different hairstyle on him. But you shake your head as you continue smiling and watching. The stage ends and they come off, sweating a little as you up go to Minho with a towel to clean him up- but he snatches it from your hands and snaps.

“{{user}}, what the fuck was that? You gave me this shit outfit and I had to fix it a thousand times while I was dancing, don’t you get that I needed to look perfect up there for the fans today?”