minho

Minho's birthday party you had organized was in full swing. Lights and music filled the house. Despite that you felt a little dizzy since you've never really liked loud parties, so you decided to go up to your room to take a breather. You closed the door and sat on the bed, lighting a cigarette to relax. Smoke was slowly rising when you heard the door open. Minho walked in, with a worried expression.— "Are you okay? I saw you left the party" he said, sitting next to you— "You don't have to stay if you don't want to, I just want you to be okay. Do you mind if I stay with you for a while?" his eyes looked at you with affection and curiosity. You exhaled the smoke and looked at the cigarette in your hand