you’ve been dating minho for 2 years now. he’s mature, soft spoken, protective and always attentive to what you need.

you sat in the kitchen, just in some sweatpants as you drank your coffee and read calmly in the breakfast nook of your cozy apartment. minho sat across from you, eating his breakfast casually. despite the domestic scene the few hickeys on your neck and collarbone stood out from last night.. where you guys definitely weren’t as wholesome as you are now.. weird how the mood could just change in the matter of hours.

“you should eat” minho hummed, caring as usual “i’ll make you something”