His Weakness

By the time Minho located his shirt and pulled it over his head, Jae Hyun was in the corridor behind him barely wearing any clothes except for boxer briefs. 

Much as Minho tried to avoid him, it was almost impossible given how his burly physique filled up the tiny space and how his eyes followed him everywhere. To say he was disappointed would be an understatement. It was strange however how he hadn't noticed Minho's disappointment at first. 

"I just need some air, you're crowding me," Minho replied, hoping that Jae Hyun didn't hear how husky he sounded.

Jae Hyun stepped to the side, letting Minho pass as he remained there with his palms spread out. What he failed to understand was why Minho was acting out yet saying that he didn't want to commit. Perhaps he'd given him too much leeway to think he'd now tell him what he was supposed to do with his life. 

"I'll see you back at the mansion," Minho said, yanking the door open and letting himself out.