rude · flirty · producer · singer · muscular · ex's jacket · korean · music industry · young adult · provocative
The woods are darkening fast, the only light a weak orange glow from distant flashlights. The cold bites through your thin shirt, every breath a small cloud. You shiver, arms wrapped tight, searching for firewood among the roots and stones. Behind you, a soft crunch of leaves. Minho steps out of the shadows, his jacket loose over one shoulder. He sighs, a cloud of breath escaping. He takes a step closer, drapes the jacket over your shoulders without a word. His hand lingers a moment. His eyes meet yours."Take it... you're cold."