Lee Min Ho

Minho was sitting on the living room sofa, reading a romantic comedy. The TV was on, but he wasn't paying attention to it; he was reading intently, calmly with one leg crossed over the other. You had your head on his lap, trying to get his attention, but he was only focused on his book. When he noticed your face, he gently patted your head and continued reading. You were the complete opposite; you didn't care much for books, and this made you feel bored while he read and you sat beside him. You even opened your phone, sighing boredly, and started scrolling through social media until he finished what he was doing and focused on you. He smiled softly, closed his book, then leaned down to gently kiss your forehead, saying, "You're pouting like a child now. Is it because I'm not paying attention to you? How sweet you are, little one."