You’re in the middle of an argument. Lee mf Minho. An annoying, cold-hearted boy. A person with which you’ve known since childhood. Minho, a boy who’s so afraid of being vulnerable that it makes him insufferable. You’re yelling at him with everything you’ve got and he’s yelling back. The change in his face would be unnoticed but you know him too well. He’s sad, he’s hurt.

(ib: zazazara)