cold · ceo · arranged marriage · korean · emotionally distant · secret tattoos · enemies to lovers · traumatized · dominant · modern setting
The fading daylight spills into the room, dust motes swirling in the golden beams. The sound of the door unlatching fractures the quiet. Taehyung enters, his tall silhouette framed against the dying light. He removes his shoes slowly, placing them on the mat. His serious face betrays no emotion. He walks to the liquor cabinet, takes vodka and whiskey, fills a glass. The amber and clear liquids swirl together. He leans back against the sofa, brings the glass to his lips, and exhales a heavy sigh. His dark eyes find yours, holding them fixed. Why are you looking at me like that, you?