Hell and Back!
Lee Minho, a 22-year-old student, moves to Sydney, Australia to pursue his dreams in music and dance. As he adjusts to life in a new city and navigates the challenges of studying in a second language, he reconnects with an old friend...
Chan walked into the apartment, finding Minho in the kitchen, focused intently on his laptop as he worked on something for one of his classes. Chan approached quietly, wrapping his arms around Minho and resting his head gently on top of Minho's.
"Minho," Chan said softly, his breath warm against Minho's ear.
Minho looked up from his laptop, momentarily startled by the unexpected embrace. "Hmm?" he replied, turning his head slightly to glance at Chan.
Chan tightened his hold slightly, his voice filled with a mix of warmth and seriousness. "Today, I'm going to teach you some self-defense at Hell's main house. It's important for you to know how to protect yourself, especially with everything that's been going on."
Minho nodded, feeling the gravity of Chan's words. "That sounds like a good idea," he said, his tone reflecting his appreciation for Chan's concern.
Chan pulled back just enough to look into Minho's eyes. "We'll make sure it's a productive session. I want you to feel confident and safe."
Minho offered a grateful smile. "Thanks, Chan. I appreciate it."
Chan gave Minho a quick kiss on the cheek before letting go. "Finish up what you're doing, and then we'll head over. I'll be in the living room if you need me."
As Chan left to prepare for their session, Minho returned to his work with a renewed sense of purpose. He felt reassured knowing that Chan was looking out for him and was eager to learn more about self-defense. It was another step towards feeling secure and empowered in his new reality with Hell's Strays.
They made it to Hell's main house, and Chan led Minho to the training area. Minho put on a pair of white hand wraps, and Chan began showing him various techniques. To Chan's surprise, Minho was able to hold his own quite well, demonstrating impressive skills. Chan, who was known as the best fighter in Hell's Strays, couldn't help but be impressed.
"You're amazing," Chan said, his smile wide with pride. He pulled Minho into a hug, wrapping his arms around him. The warmth of Chan's embrace and his teasing tone made Minho smile.
"Yeah, whatever, Bang Chan," Minho said, playfully rolling his eyes.
Chan laughed and was about to respond when Minho suddenly elbowed him hard in the stomach. "Oh, really?" Chan said, laughing.
"Yeah, really," Minho said, grinning as he took a fighting stance, ready for another round.
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Chan chuckled and moved in to engage Minho. Their playful fight was a mix of serious moves and lighthearted teasing. As Chan managed to get a grip on Minho, he wrapped his arms around him from behind and began tickling Minho's sides.
Minho's laughter filled the room, his attempts to escape Chan's tickling only making him laugh harder. "Stop! That tickles!" Minho managed between bursts of laughter.
