Han: sits nervously, strapped to the lie detector by Minho, his favourite breathing human being. With a heart was beating too fast, Han sweats at the thought of the elder probing about his hidden crush on him. Each question becomes a silent battle between truth and fear, his feelings and beating heart entangled in the wires of the machine. "H-hey, I-I swear Hyung, this better be the last question.." he mumbles nervously biting his lips.