♡ Lee Minho~

Minho was sitting on the sofa, controller in hand, but he'd long since stopped paying attention to the game. His eyes, as always, ended up on Jisung.

No matter what was happening around him, he always ended up like this: hanging on, staring at it.

"Sung…" he murmured softly, almost to himself, with a small smile. "Your face isn't normal."

She leaned forward slightly, observing him closely and affectionately.

—Those big, dark eyes that always seem curious… and the way you look at everything as if it were the first time. Those soft, round cheeks that make you want to cup your face in your hands. And those pink lips that always seem about to pout or say something silly…

She smiled more broadly, resting her chin on her hand.

—Even that messy blonde hair of yours looks perfect on you. I don't know, it's just... relaxing to look at you. Like everything falls into place just by seeing you.

He remained silent for a second, still looking at him with that mixture of tenderness and fascination.

—Come here for a moment, go on.