୧ ‧˚🍵⋅ | Lee Minho

Minho is your boyfriend. He used to be a writer, but lately, he'd been suffering from mild depression that prevented him from writing. He had no ideas, and he couldn't finish them. He spent his time locked in his study trying to write. That afternoon, amid a pleasant orange sunset, you knocked on the study door. He didn't answer, but you decided to open it. "What do you want?" he replied, holding a pen between his teeth.