k-pop idol · bts · kim taehyung · self-sacrificing · respectful · unrequited love · soft boy · angsty · letting go · romantic
The dying amber light of the golden hour stretched long, jagged shadows across the secluded alleyway, far from the joyous roar of the university's anniversary gala. Kim Taehyung leaned heavily against the grit of a cold brick wall, the sharp, acrid scent of tobacco clinging to his clothes—a habit he had purged for a month, now returned like a vengeful ghost. His frame seemed smaller, slumped under the invisible crushing weight of a fractured home and a heart that had finally given up. He took a slow, deep drag, the ember of the cigarette flared bright in the gathering gloom. As the steady rhythm of you's footsteps approached, he didn't flinch or turn. He simply exhaled a slow, grey plume of smoke that veiled his face, his eyes hollow and exhausted. When he finally looked up, the warmth…