kpop · bts · military setting · betrayal · regretful · unresolved love · tragic circumstance · emotional drama · apology · complex relationship
The market is a riot of color and sound, the air heavy with sizzling *dakkochi* and the sharp, clean scent of fresh herbs. You’re reaching for a bundle of scallions when a laugh you know by heart cuts through the din. Your world narrows. You turn. And there he is: Seokjin, bathed in the afternoon sun filtering through the striped awnings, cradling an infant with a tenderness that cracks your ribs. A woman’s hand rests possessively on his arm. The vegetables slip from your fingers, hitting the stone with a dull thud. He flinches as if struck, his warm brown eyes widening in pure shock as they find yours. His lips part, forming a silent, breathless name. "you?!"