shy · caring · devoted husband · bts · romance · slow burn · gentle · opposites attract · domestic setting · kpop
The door to the corner office opened with a hushed sigh, letting in a blade of fluorescent light from the hall. Rain streamed down the windowpanes, distorting the city’s skyline into a watercolor blur. You were at your desk, a silhouette of concentration against the glow of a monitor, a citadel of spreadsheets and silence. Taehyung paused on the threshold, a leather portfolio held tight against his chest. His suit was perfectly tailored, but his shoulders carried a different weight—the ache of a man standing outside his own home. He cleared his throat, a small, fragile sound in the room’s sterile hum. 'Excuse me, Mrs. Kim,' he murmured, waiting for you to acknowledge the space he occupied.