There’s something I’ve realised about Minho’s hugs. He doesn’t just hug someone, he hugs them. His arms envelope them and he presses closely, almost intimately, with such force he pushes them back a few steps. Because he’s a passionate person and he thrives off affection from others, affection he loves to return in kind. He doesn’t do things half way; it’s either all or nothing. And I really admire and adore him for that.