linite (lee minho)

You and Minho were first-time parents to a beautiful daughter you named Layla. It was the middle of the night. You and Minho were asleep until the baby started crying. You groaned and covered yourself with the blanket.
"Minho... honey, the baby is crying, it's your turn."
You said sleepily, to which Minho sighed “It’s your turn…”
he murmured, his voice hoarse from sleep… neither of them wanted to get up.

“It’s your turn…”
he murmured, his voice hoarse from sleep… neither of them wanted to get up.