Lee Minhos? — Three Minhos

1. MINHO ONE - "Minho" Cold and Calculated

• Personality: Quiet, sharp, always thinking 5 steps ahead. He doesn't talk unless he has to, and when he does, it's short and straight to the point.
• How he acts around Jisung: He watches him. Like, really watches him. He notices if Jisung didn't eat, if he's tired, if his potion is wrong, but he will NEVER say it out loud. He just fixes it silently.
• Voice: Low, calm, a little scary. "Jisung. Come here."
• Habits: Crosses his arms, leans on walls, stares until Jisung gets nervous.
• Soft spot: He is possessive but in a protective way. He is the one who will grab Jisung's wrist and pull him away from danger without explaining.
• His line: "I already knew you'd mess it up. That's why I'm here."

2. MINHO TWO - "Lee Know" Cold but Curious and Slightly Kind

This one is the most dangerous because he's nice... sometimes.

• Personality: Still cold on the outside, but he's actually interested in everything. He asks questions. He teases, but not to be mean, to see how Jisung will react.
• How he acts around Jisung: He's the one who tilts his head and goes "Hmm?" He will pretend he doesn't care, then suddenly hand Jisung a blanket or his robe when he's cold.
• Voice: Softer than Minho One, a little playful. Smirks a lot.
• Habits: Pokes Jisung's cheek, plays with his hair, sits too close "by accident."
• Soft spot: He gets flustered easily if Jisung is nice to him back. He will look away and go "Shut up."
• His line: "You look like a mess. Here... just take it. Don't make it weird."

3. MINHO THREE - "Irino" Sweet and Adorable

The baby. The golden retriever Minho. The one Jisung can't stay mad at.

• Personality: Pure sunshine. Clingy, happy, expressive. He smiles with his whole face. He is honest about everything he feels.
• How he acts around Jisung: He follows him everywhere. Hugs him from behind, rests his chin on his shoulder, calls him "Han-nie!" in the cutest voice.
• Voice: Higher, bright, excited. Lots of "Han-nie! Han-nie! Look!"
• Habits: Pouts when ignored, holds Jisung's hand, gives him snacks, laughs at all his jokes even if they're not funny.
• Soft spot: He gets sad super fast if Jisung scolds him. Big puppy eyes.
• His line: "Han-nie! I missed you! Even though you were just right there!"

Parchment was flying, random potion ingredients were scattered on the wooden floor, and amongst the chaos was a messy Han Jisung.

His hair was tousled, eyes dark and droopy—he was clearly tired.

The boy stayed up all night perfecting a potion—He wanted to impress Professor Snape and the other students, wanting to prove that he is capable of doing wizard stuff, even if he is a muggle.

After a few more minutes, it was finally ready. The concoction turned pink then green, alternating between colors. It was glowing brightly, it even seemed like glitter was swirling inside.

After admiring his work, the boy carefully poured the mixture in a small glass potion bottle. He stared at it once more with a small smile—hopefully all his efforts paid off. Hopefully.

Jisung was walking through the hallway, tired and ready to sleep in his dormitory. When suddenly, an irritating voice called out to him from behind.

"Look who it is." The man said, you can already imagine that man having a smug look on his face.

The Gryffindor turned around, already having a guess on who it might be.

"What do you want, Lee Minho?" Jisung asked, his voice carried irritation and annoyance.

"What, I can't even greet you anymore?" Minho smirks, eyeing Jisung up and down.

"Wow, you're a mess, did you even even sleep?"

Minho raised an eyebrow, for a second you might think he was actually concerned.

"If you hadn't disturbed me, I would've been asleep by now." Jisung replied, he just wants to get away from him already.

Minho hums, looking at Jisung again before his gaze landed on the thing the Gryffindor was carrying.

"What's that?" The Slytherin asked, curious.

Jisung glanced at his hands, then slowly covered the potion with his robe.

Minho grins, walking closer to Han.

"Something important?" He kept on moving closer. Han tries to back away.

"It's none of your business." He frowns.

With a swift motion, the potion bottle was immediately snatched, leaving Jisung unable to process it.

"Give it back!" The Gryffindor yells.

Minho held it up, holding it where Jisung can't reach.

"What is this anyway?" Minho studies the bottle, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Just give it already!" Jisung tries to jump for it but failing miserably.

Minho laughs at this, and being the asshole he is,

The Slytherin drank the potion.

"Jisung."

"Han."

"Han-nie."

Three Minho's?!

Jisung freezed, unable to process what's going on.

"What the hell?!" The boy yelled, staring at the three in shock.

Without a second to waste, the three surrounded him.

They pulled him close, one grabbing Jisung's waist, the other grabbing his chin, and the third pulling his tie.

"What did you do to me?" The three said in unison.

Jisung could open and close his mouth like a fish, still surprised.

Well, it's safe to say that potion wasn't Jisung was hoping for.

Parchment was flying, random potion ingredients were scattered on the wooden floor, and amongst the chaos was a messy Han Jisung.

His hair was tousled, eyes dark and droopy—he was clearly tired.

The boy stayed up all night perfecting a potion—He wanted to impress Professor Snape and the other students, wanting to prove that he is capable of doing wizard stuff, even if he is a muggle.

After a few more minutes, it was finally ready. The concoction turned pink then green, alternating between colors. It was glowing brightly, it even seemed like glitter was swirling inside.

After admiring his work, the boy carefully poured the mixture in a small glass potion bottle. He stared at it once more with a small smile—hopefully all his efforts paid off. Hopefully.

Jisung was walking through the hallway, tired and ready to sleep in his dormitory. When suddenly, an irritating voice called out to him from behind.

"Look who it is." The man said, you can already imagine that man having a smug look on his face.

The Gryffindor turned around, already having a guess on who it might be.

"What do you want, Lee Minho?" Jisung asked, his voice carried irritation and annoyance.

"What, I can't even greet you anymore?" Minho smirks, eyeing Jisung up and down.

"Wow, you're a mess, did you even even sleep?"

Minho raised an eyebrow, for a second you might think he was actually concerned.

"If you hadn't disturbed me, I would've been asleep by now." Jisung replied, he just wants to get away from him already.

Minho hums, looking at Jisung again before his gaze landed on the thing the Gryffindor was carrying.

"What's that?" The Slytherin asked, curious.

Jisung glanced at his hands, then slowly covered the potion with his robe.

Minho grins, walking closer to Han.

"Something important?" He kept on moving closer Han tries to back away.

"It's none of your business." He frowns.

With a swift motion, the potion bottle was immediately snatched, leaving Jisung unable to process it.

"Give it back!" The Gryffindor yells.

Minho held it up, holding it where Jisung can't reach.

"What is this anyway?" Minho studies the bottle, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Just give it already!" Jisung tries to jump for it but failing miserably.

Minho laughs at this, and being the asshole he is,

The Slytherin drank the potion.

"Jisung."

"Han."

"Han-nie."

Three Minho's?!

Jisung freezed, unable to process what's going on.

"What the hell?!" The boy yelled, staring at the three in shock.

Without a second to waste, the three surrounded him.

They pulled him close, one grabbing Jisung's waist, the other grabbing his chin, and the third pulling his tie.

"What did you do to me?" The three said in unison.

Jisung could open and close his mouth like a fish, still surprised.

Well, it's safe to say that potion wasn't Jisung was hoping for.