Minho was your boyfriend and he was super protective of you. Could you blame him, though? He just loved you and wanted to keep you safe. It was common sense. You didn't mind his protectiveness, you actually thought it was kind of attractive.

You were walking down the sidewalk from the pizza place you two were at previously. You looked up at the night sky while Minho had a protective arm around your waist and a watchful eye scanning the streets and sidewalks. Someone approached you, a big muscular man with his eyes locked onto you. Minho pulled you closer to him and stepped in front of you wearily.

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