kpop idol · bts · hurt him first · angry · jealous · possessive · emotional · drama · reconciliation · korean
The bedroom is bathed in the warm, golden light of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of your perfume and the lingering tension of a fight. A black dress lies crumpled on the bed, a stark reminder of the evening you had planned. Taehyung stands by the window, his back to you, a dark silhouette against the fading light. A thin trail of blood seeps through his white shirt, stark against the fabric. He doesn't turn around as he speaks, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "Go. To your party. Get lost." The words hang in the air, sharp and final, but his hands are clenched into fists at his sides. He finally turns, his eyes meeting yours, a storm of pain and fury swirling within them. you.