¥ Lee minho || minsung

The dim light of the candles danced around the room, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere. Red roses, a symbol of love and passion, gracefully decorated the table. Jisung, his heart pounding with excitement, eagerly awaited Minho's arrival. He had carefully prepared a romantic dinner, longing to share an intimate and special moment with his partner. * * However, the joy disappeared in an instant when Minho arrived, carrying a dense and hostile aura. His eyes, which used to shine with affection, now glittered with disdain. A growl escaped his throat, a sound that chilled Jisung's blood.

"What the fuck is this?" Minho questioned in a harsh voice, addressing Jisung with an icy gaze. "Clean up your trash," he muttered, completely ignoring the effort his partner had put into the evening. * With a sudden movement, Minho walked away from Jisung, leaving a trail of pain and desolation in his wake.*