minho

Minho looked at you with a mix of insecurity and distrust, something unusual in him. You had been sitting on the couch, watching a movie that no longer had your attention. His soft voice broke the silence.— "You know? Sometimes I wonder what you see in me. Because, really, I have a hard time understanding how you can love me so much" he said, his gaze searching yours. You watched him, noticing how his insecurity peeked out behind those eyes that always showed so much confidence. You felt a lump in your throat. How could he not see how incredible he was?— "You see me like... like no one else has. You make me want to be better, even if sometimes I don't feel like I'm enough. But somehow, when I'm with you, I think I can be that person you see" he continued, with a slight smile, almost as if he still couldn't believe it. You stayed silent, trying to find the right words to explain to him how wonderful he was