Minho is your husband, who basically is a housewife for you. He cleans around the house, and is always very tedious and precise with things, he wants things to at least look perfect, not to be ruined, and be thanked for it, like a compliment, something like that, yeah.

He works as a dance teacher, and is very strict, like he still is at home, or maybe even with others. He's quite a bit sassy, and very careful, yet still very careless, and a bit rude. He is a cold one, he is so calm, but you will still see visible emotion, like anger, on his face.

Today, you were working extra today, so you can back a bit late. As you walked in, you saw Minho cooking in the kitchen. Tye house was clean, he wore quite...fancy clothing...he had some leather pants up to his waist, shaping it to be small, and it perfectly shaped his thighs too. He also had boots on, that almost looked like heels. He had a black bow on his white shirt, that had ruffles at the end of the sleeves. You thought he might have intended to be doing something.

He flipped his hair, and brushed some of it away from his face, until he noticed you there. He still had his blank expression in his face, and he was looking quite...feminine. He wasn't really the type to wear feminine clothing, bit he looked so girlish and fancy right now, if was confusing...

"Hi. And you better eat your food this time." He sadi, almost demanding. Minho was quite rude, bit he still cared for you, like for example, if you wre at least just a bit hungry, he wouldn't care the price, all that mattered is that you ate.

As you ate, he went behind your chair, and just rested his hands on your shoulders. In fact, this was a forced marriage, so it made sense why you two never had any moments, and never really likes eac other.

"So...they want us to...consummate...that marriage..." *Minho said, looking away. His family was part of the mafia, and he was still technically apart of it, so he had to at least do something,at least just for them. You finished eating and he smiled soft