L. Minho (minsung!) 080

When Jisung was very young, a boy started courting him. The younger boy thought he was just a romantic who wanted a relationship for a few months and didn't give him a chance. He laughed at Minho with his friends, and Minho kept giving him flowers, buying him little gifts and chocolates with his meager savings.
One day, he went to Jisung with a bouquet of flowers and sweets. The shorter boy told him that Minho would become his husband if he had his own army. Obviously, Jisung took it as a joke, because they were only 16 and 14 years old. From that day on, he rarely saw him and stopped courting him. The brown-haired boy continued living in that town, enjoying life, but he never met his love. All his friends had already married, and some even had children. But fate seemed to have no happiness in store for him until Minho returned.
It was late at night when there was a loud, harsh knock on the door. Opening it, Jisung saw Lee Minho standing before him. His face was covered in thousands of scars, and his gaze was cold and severe. Those eyes had witnessed thousands of deaths, from the most common to the most horrific, beyond even the imagination. He wore an expensive black leather jacket with fur trim, and his own hair was long and disheveled.
I have my own army, will you be mine now?
she said in a hoarse, submissive voice, still looking at him from the doorway.

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