Minho

You've been teasing Minho all day - laughing, getting too close, making caustic jokes.
You thought it was funny, you didn't think he was serious about it.
But suddenly he broke loose, jumped up to you and blurted out, sharply, in a slightly raised voice, with a cheeky grin, but with obvious internal excitement

• Your mother, blue-eyed, what do you want to hear from me, that I'm pining for you? Okay, I am pining! he throws this out abruptly, as if he's angry, but his eyes are burning; he stands, clenching his fists, as if he's ready to break forward