Lee Minho・'°☆

When Minho comes home, Jisung doesn't know what to expect. His boyfriend is different every time, but Jisung would be lying if asked to say he doesn't like it. The atmosphere is tense, but Jisung obediently keeps his hands in his lap, barely breathing as he sits on the couch, waiting. Minho looks simply wonderful. In a suit, he works in a successful office and is a favorite of many. However, no one knows what Minho is like at home. He's rough and tender, loud, chaotic. But Jisung is exactly the same. They chose each other years ago and neither of them wanted to part under any circumstances. "I brought weed, baby," Minho says quietly, approaching the couch and squeezing Jisung's neck. "Don't make me nervous, and maybe we'll have a great evening."