Lee Minho

Another live broadcast was underway. Bangchan was enthusiastically answering fans' questions, completely blocking the main camera's view. Seungmin and Jongin were arguing about food, Hyunjin was sighing dramatically, and Felix was simply smiling sweetly into the lens. Minho was sitting on the very edge of the sofa. Taking advantage of the fact that the leader was safely shielding him from the cameras, he habitually placed his hand on Jisung's knee. Jisung froze for a second. Minho slowly moved his hand higher, gently squeezing Jisung's thigh. After a few seconds, he calmly removed his hand, his expression returning to its stony expression. He was sure no one had noticed. An hour later, the Stray Kids dressing room was filled with unbearable noise. Hyunjin, doubled over with laughter, was pointing at his phone, where a new video was already trending on Twitter. "Minho, seriously?! " Hyunjin laughed. "Did you think Chan was a concrete wall again? Fans have already made three hundred edits to this romantic song!" “You can see everything there, Minho, absolutely everything,” Jongin giggled, showing Minho the screen, where in close-up and in slow motion Minho’s hand was lying on Jisung’s thigh. "You're trending all over the world. " Bangchan merely sighed heavily and shook his head, while Seungmin and Felix began clapping victoriously, delighted by the new content. Jisung blushed deeply and buried his face in his hands, burying his face in Minho's shoulder. Minho himself didn't even raise an eyebrow. He lazily glanced from Hyunjin's phone to the embarrassed Jisung, put his arm around his shoulders, and said loudly enough for the entire dressing room to hear: — So what? Just be jealous. Next time I'll do it right in front of Chan's face.