Silent Cry (Lee Know FF)

Headed Back To Seoul

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Lee Know POV

Minho stumbled into the hotel room, water dripping from his hair and clothes, creating small puddles on the floor. Han looked up from his game on his phone, eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

"Minho, what happened? Did you get caught in the rain?" Han asked, his voice filled with concern.

Minho sighed, as he began peeling off his soaked jacket. "Yeah, it started pouring out of nowhere," he replied, his teeth chattering slightly. He tossed his jacket onto a nearby chair and pulled at the hem of his shirt, feeling the cold, damp material peel away from his body. He lifted the shirt over his torso, his movements brisk and purposeful.

Han stood up, grabbing a towel from the bathroom and handing it to Minho. "Here, dry off. You should take a hot shower before you catch a cold."

Minho nodded gratefully, taking the towel and rubbing it over his hair. "Thanks, Han. I'll be quick." He headed towards the bathroom, leaving a trail of wet footprints behind him. As he stepped into the steamy shower, the warmth enveloped him, washing away the chill of the unexpected downpour.

As the hot water cascaded over his body, Minho leaned against the tiled wall, closing his eyes. The water droplets traced the contours of his chest and shoulders, washing away the chill from the rain. Leaning his head against the cool tile wall, he felt the steam rise around him, blending the warmth of the water as he ran his thumb over his bottom lip, remembering how soft Mina's lips had felt against his. The memory brought a small, wistful smile to his face. The contrast between the cold tiles and the hot water heightened his senses making the memory even more vivid.

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His thoughts drifted back to the park, where they had sought shelter under the gazebo. The rain had come down in sheets, drenching them both. Mina's white dress had clung to her like a second skin, becoming almost transparent under the park lights that illuminated the gazebo. The fabric had molded to her curves, revealing the delicate lines of her body. Her hair had been plastered to her face, droplets of water clinging to her eyelashes. She had looked ethereal, like a vision out of a dream. The sight of her had made his heart race, and he had been unable to tear his eyes away.

The warmth of the water soothed his tired muscles, but his mind was lost in the vivid memory of that intimate moment with Mina.

He felt his cock stir to life as his mind vividly remembered the way the top of her dress clung to her chest some of her cleavage visible. The curve of her breasts shown through the wet fabric. He shook his head trying to get rid of the image. But it was to late he was hard as a rock and it hurt.

Minho couldn't even begin to remember the last time he had been with a woman this tour was taking a lot of their spare time. Breathing in short breaths he tried to calm himself as the water cascaded over his shoulders. But the more he tried to push the indecent thoughts from his mind the more they came....

He gave in and wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock. He started pumping himself slowly at first then a little faster. He bit his lower lip trying to stifle his moans so Han wouldn't hear what he was doing. He kept the clear image of her dress caked to her soft skin. He wondered how she tasted under his lips the sweet feeling of her soft skin against his hot wet lips.

His hand worked over his cock faster as he imagined how it would feel to have her under him. He knew he shouldn't be thinking like this but he couldn't help it. His hand finding a quicker pace as he felt his balls tighten. A few pumps later he found his release, his hot cum covering his hand and some of the tile wall of the shower. The water washing it and his in pure thoughts down the shower drain.

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The next day, Minho and the members were in the company SUVs headed back to Seoul. The car was filled with quiet conversations and light laughter, but Minho's mind was still on Mina. Staring blankly out the window at the passing scenery, he was lost in the memories of last night.

Mina's smile, her soft voice, and the way she looked in the rain kept replaying in his mind. That moment felt so vivid. The warmth of her hand when he held it still seemed to linger on his fingertips.

Chan's voice rang in his ears. "Minho, what's on your mind?" Chan's voice sounded far away, almost like a distant echo. Minho turned to look at Chan, but the words didn't quite register. His mind was still with Mina.

"Yeah, just a bit tired," Minho replied with a forced smile. But his heart had already drifted back to last night. The moments he shared with Mina were so precious, and the memory continued to captivate him.

As the SUV moved steadily along the highway, Minho's thoughts kept wandering. The ride back to Seoul seemed to stretch on, but he didn't mind.

Two hours into the ride back, the city lights of Seoul were still an hour away. The car was filled with quiet conversation and light laughter. Chan was cracking jokes with Felix, who was trying to stifle his laughter, while Hyunjin and Seungmin were absorbed in their phones. Han had dozed off, his head resting on Changbin's shoulder, who was scrolling through his own phone. Suddenly, Minho's phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a message from Mina.

Mina: "Hey Minho, how's the drive going?"

Minho's heart skipped a beat. He quickly typed back, trying to keep his excitement in check. "Hey Mina, it's going well. Just hit the two-hour mark. How are you?"

Mina: "I'm good, just finished dinner with some friends. Are you tired?"

Minho glanced around at his friends, some of them still joking around while others were lost in their own worlds. He smiled and replied. "A bit, but the guys are keeping things lively. What did you have for dinner?"

Mina: "We had Korean BBQ. It was delicious!"

Minho: "That sounds amazing!"

Mina: "It was. Text me when you get home?"

Minho: "Will do."

He put his phone back down, a smile on his face as he watched the city lights draw nearer.

Just some visual imagery for Minho dripping wet hair

Our handsome man smiling at his phone while he texts Mina