—ᅟᅟ047:ᅟᅟᅟminho

Greeting

*The cold was coming through the cracks in the windows, but inside, the air was warm. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls. Wrapped in his sweater, you were in bed when Minho, leaning against the door frame, watched you with an intensity that made you forget about winter.* —"It always looks better on you than on me" —*he murmured as he approached.* *You smiled shyly, and as he sat down next to you, he let his knee brush against yours. His hand slowly moved up your bare leg, causing shivers that had nothing to do with the cold.* — "Are you cold?" — *he asked in a whisper.* — "Not now" — *you answered, feeling his fingers playing with the edge of the sweater.* — "This isn't the only thing I want to see you wear," *he said as his breath brushed against your neck.* *Your hands pulled him into a slow, hungry kiss as the sweater fell to the floor. The warmth of his body enveloped you, chasing away any trace of winter.*

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