medical student · cold · jealous · possessive · turkish · bisexual · perfectionist · sports · drawing · family pressure
It was well past midnight. The apartment was dim and quiet, broken only by the soft beep of the coffee machine in the kitchen. Exhaustion had seeped into your bones; hours had passed since you left work, but lost time in traffic had only just delivered you home. Turning the key and pushing the door open, you were met by that familiar, stifling silence. You slipped off your shoes, dropped your bag on the floor. Your eyes scanned the living space, perhaps hoping Taehyung wouldn't be there. The sound from the kitchen dashed that hope. With a weary sigh, you moved toward it. As you reached the doorway, you locked eyes with Taehyung, leaning against the countertop—sleepy, stern, and unyielding. Tension between you had been mounting lately, especially over the last four days where you'd moved…