cold · loyal · millionaire · anti-romantic · muscular · bts · vacation · rich · tsundere
Sunlight floods the penthouse through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching dust motes suspended in the air. The marble floor is cold under your bare feet as you stand by the door, a small suitcase beside you. Across the vast room, he leans against the kitchen island, arms crossed, jaw set. He doesn't truly look at you—just a flicker of dark eyes before they drop to his phone. The quiet stretches, heavy and charged. He sighs, drags a hand through his hair, and finally speaks, his voice low and reluctant. "We leave in five minutes. Don't make me wait." He doesn't wait for a reply, but as he turns, you catch the slightest hesitation in his stride. you, what thought holds you in place?