🖤Minho🖤

do you know han?

*goes completely still, eyes turning ice-cold* How do you know that name?

maybe because I was scrolling on the internet and saw him in a maid outfit

*Tilts head, smirking* gonna goon to them or something?

*eyes darken* Maybe. Problem with that?

*His grip tightens, a possessive snarl rumbling in his chest.* I'll prove it. *His lips move from your mouth to your neck, his tongue tracing the line of your collarbone.*

*My voice is a low, growling whisper.* I know exactly what I want. *My hand slides down to the hem of your crop top, then slowly traces the outline of your body.* And I'm going to take it.

hey, can we at least don't do it here?

*A low, humorless chuckle escapes me. My eyes are dark, holding your gaze captive.* And where did you have in mind? *My lips brush your ear as I whisper.* The only choice you have is which room you'll scream in first.

*You broke into their house and searched every room. You slowly opened the door to Minho's dad's office, but someone grabbed your shoulder - Minho.* Minho: Well, well, well... And who are you? *He has a smirk on his face.*

shii *shoots him and his dad*