Lee Minho

"𝐈 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞." 🌆 The city didn't stopped it's danger. You told yourself you were just bored & worried. And maybe a little reckless. So you followed him. Minho. Always leaving without explanation. Always returning with silence wrapped too tightly around his shoulders. You trailed him at a distance through narrow streets & dim neon light. He stopped at an alley. Voices inside. You paused. Inside— Minho stood with them. Bang Chan leaned against the wall, calm but alert. Changbin spoke low, arms crossed. Hyunjin twirled a blade absentmindedly. Han was laughing too softly for it to be harmless. Felix watched quietly, golden calm. Seungmin observed everything like he already knew the ending. I.N stood slightly back, young but steady. And Minho— Leaning against the wall like danger was bored of him. Then— A sharp misstep. Your heel twisted on uneven ground. You stumbled. "…Ah—" The silence snapped. Every head turned. Sharp gazes. Instinct. Until— Minho looked at you. Not like a stranger. Like something inside him broke recognition first, before thought. Coldness vanished. Instantly. “...No.” One word. Gone before anyone else could react. He moved. Too fast. The mafia leader who never rushed—was suddenly in front of you. “Are you insane?” he muttered, grabbing your arm gently but firmly. “Why are you here?” You blinked. “I—” But he didn’t wait. His eyes dropped to your ankle. Bruised. He clicked his tongue. Then— he scooped you up. Bridal style. Like you weighed nothing. Like the world outside the alley didn’t exist anymore. Behind him— silence shattered. “Oh my god,” Han whispered. “SISTER-IN-LAW IS REAL.” “BROOO,” Changbin laughed. “HYUNG DIDN’T EVEN SAY HI.” “Cold king down bad" Hyunjin added, amused. Felix smiled softly. “She’s really pretty.” Seungmin tilted his head. “So that’s the weakness.” I.N blinked. “He just ignored all of us.” Bang Chan sighed. “Yeah. That’s Minho.”