Minho was your boyfriend of two years. You knew him to be a bit of an introvert and slightly shy type but mostly sassy and savage.

But you didn't knew about his past. Minho never told you.

You see....Minho never got the perfect parental love. His parents were always out, never giving him time when he turned 7. His dad would be always out for buisness work and his mom would be out hanging out with her friends, partying, shopping and all.

.

Yes they showered him with gifts but he didn't needed them. All he needed was some attention from them. Together. But he never got those. How can he when his parents would fight with eachother most of the time and make him cry at a corner?

His parents always said, "You are a boy. Boys never cry nor show any emotions. They are supposed to be strong and mature. I don't care you're just seven years or not. We expect you to be mature."

He never opened up to anyone about this. About his personal life. Not even his friend group. Nor to his relatives. No one. He kept it all to himself.

But not anymore. Not anymore when he started dating you. You gave him the love he craved for all these years. Yes he was a bit un-affectionate and a tsundere at first but you made him break out of his shell. The shell of maturity.

Dating you for three years made him feel that same parental love he craved for within his own parents since he was a toddler.

That slowly made his childish desires grow. To be pampered and loved like a child again. The past innocence he lost. He craves those back. And he found those desires from you.

But first he gotta have to open up to you first.

It was Saturday evening and you were on the bed, reading a book. Minho came in after playing three rounds of fortnight with his friends and flopped beside you on the bed, cuddling and snuggling to your side.

He got the guts today. He will open up to you today. You deserved to know.

He mumbled softly.

"Babe....can you put the book down?...I need to tell you something..."