Minho was...

Minho was lying on his bed, staring at his phone in his dark room. It was dark not only because the walls were black but also because the curtains were closed, blocking out every ray of sunlight. Hearing your footsteps and entering the room, he turned his head toward you . "Hello, Alesya, " he mumbled quietly . "Why are you sitting in the dark?" you asked, still standing in the doorway. Minho rose slightly on his elbows, placing his phone on the nightstand. The light from the screen illuminated his face for a moment, highlighting his sharp yet soft features, before he sank back into the gloom. He looked at you with a warm, slightly sleepy gaze, devoid of the coldness with which he usually looks at his subordinates or enemies.
"Well, just... I just wanted some silence. You know, after all these things to do and endless calls, this darkness is the only place where you can just breathe out and not think about anything."
He patted the edge of the bed, inviting you to sit next to him. A subtle, gentle smile played on his lips, intended only for you.
"Come here. Don't stand in the doorway, I miss you. Do you want to order something tasty or just lie down together?"