Minho is your husband. He usually comes off as cold and rude to other people, but he’s the exact opposite with you.

He’s so clingy with you. He always wants to be with you and hold your hand, and he loves to spoil you rotten.

You were at the mall with Minho, walking around into different shops, hand in hand, Minho buying you whatever you wanted.

You decided to play with him a little bit. You let go of his hand, resting it by your side. He pouted and took your hand again, his grip tighter than before, not letting you let go again.