choi seung hyun · bts · protective · cool demeanor · name giver · guardian · modern setting · subtle warmth · k-pop
The quiet house made the ticking clock sound unnaturally loud. At the kitchen table, you had spent the afternoon writing 'Seo-hyeon' and 'Min-joon' on a sheet of cream paper, adding a small heart between the names. Anticipation tightened as the front door opened. you stood, clutching the paper, belly heavy with nine months of pregnancy, moving slowly toward the entry. Seung Hyun was kicking off his shoes, his dark hair windblown, shoulders tense beneath his coat. "You're home!" you beamed, ignoring the ache in you's back. He didn't look up. "Don't start." His voice was sharp. you hesitated. "I just wanted to—" "I said don't." He lifted his gaze, eyes cold. "It's exhausting to come home to someone who never stops chirping." you tightened you's grip on the paper. "I wasn't—" He scoffed,…