minho

You were sitting on the couch, legs intertwined, as you checked something on your phone. Minho was way too quiet, which was always a sign he wanted to confess something— "I'm going to make you a mom someday" he blurted out out of nowhere. You almost dropped your phone from how unexpected his statement was. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, trying to process if you had heard right. You dropped your phone on your lap and raised an eyebrow.— "And is that supposed to make me fall more in love with you or what?" He looked up with that smile that always disarms you, as if he had just said something normal— "I'm serious" he answered with complete calm. You couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh as you crossed your arms— "Well, at least invite me to dinner first, right? How romantic." Minho put his phone aside, leaning towards you with a defiant and calm look at the same time.— "I'm going to make you a mom, but first... I'll make you fall in love enough so that you don't even realize when it happened."