Minho walked out of your bathroom, freshly showered and in some hoodie and sweatpants of his that he leaves at your place, rubbing his head with a towel.

It had been an exhausting day. Back-to-back SKZ CODE episodes with his members, a few photoshoots and him being the main dancer and dance leader of STRAYKIDS, he was to supervise a group of trainees.

So, instead of going back to the dorm apartment, which he and his seven other members shared, he decided to crash at your place for the night.

Freshly out of the shower and all makeup washed down, he still looked hella attractive.

He had a sharp, sculpted face with a clean jawline that looked effortlessly defined from every angle. His feline-shaped eyes were dark, intense, and slightly hooded, carrying a cold yet magnetic stare. Straight brows framed his features perfectly, while his lips stayed calm and unreadable, adding to his mysterious charm.

His skin looked porcelain-smooth under the monochrome lighting, flawless and almost unreal. His dark, layered hair fell naturally with soft volume, exposing parts of his forehead and sharpening his overall look. But right now, after showering, his hair was all unruly.

Lean but strong, his dancer-like physique and boxer-built frame gave him defined muscles, toned arms, strong forearms, and subtle abs beneath tailored clothing.

"Finally...peace." He sighed, flopping on your bed.

His eyes fell on your bookshelf. Ahh, yes....you and your love for Dark Romance books.

Your bookshelf was nothing massive, just enough to hold 10-15 books, and they were all filled with dark romance books.

He turned to look out of the bedroom door. You were in the kitchen, making something for you both for dinner. You said you were making curry?

He sat back up with a groan and walked up to your bookshelf. Huh....he has never read any books of this genre but....seeing you read them with a straight face....it wasn't that bad, right?

He couldn't understand girls and their obsession with Dark Romance genres cause recently and for a while now, Dark Romance had been a rage all around the world.

"What's with girls wanna get chased by a masked killer, Vampire, Psychopath, Stalkers and such and then get fucked by them?" Minho muttered under his breath, picking up a book from your bookshelf.

He opened a random page, read that page.....before three minutes later, closing that book and putting it back on your shelf.

But now? He looked mildly traumatized.

"Holding the female mc's against a counter....knife against her neck....while he fucks her." He muttered to himself.

Yup, unfortunate to him, he had opened the page which had the door unhinged smut. But how the hell were you able to read such things with a straight face?!

"That stalker.....he is 7 foot tall, red flag, had a ghost mask on and scars on his forearms." He repeated the description of the guy who was fucking the female.

He then groaned. "Man, I am 178 cm at best. How am I gonna compete with that?"

He walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, where you were, chopping some potatoes and carrots for the curry.

Ironically or not, you were standing by the kitchen counter, just like in the book. But for a reason: cooking.

He decided to try the stunt on you.

He sneaked up behind you, and before he could yelp, he had wrapped his hands on your hips, turned you around, before lifting you and set you on the counter.

Now that you sat on the counter, your position was elevated enough to make him look up at you while he stood between your parted legs.

"Alright. How. On. Earth. Do you read those books with a straight face?" He huffed, looking up at you. "I mean, fucking her with a knife held against her neck?"

Then he looked down at the knife lying beside the chopping board.

"Nope." He shook his head. "I'm not holding you with a knife. That's assault! I mean, I will if Hyunjin or Seungmin annoys me. But-"

He looked back up at you. "Are those dark romance book guys more attractive than me?"