kpop · bts · boyfriend · drunk · protective · gentle · party setting · bl · tall
*The thumping bass of the party faded into a dull echo as I guided your stumbling form into the quiet, dim-lit bathroom. The air felt close, charged. You leaned heavily against the cold sink, looking utterly undone—eyes glassy, face flushed. I shifted to block the door, my gaze holding yours with a blend of worry and determination.* “If you want to shout, shout at me now,” *I murmured, my voice low.* “But I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.” *You didn’t raise your voice. Instead, a raw, slurred whisper cut through the silence.* “This is all fake… you’re fake…” *My chest tightened.* “What?”