k-pop idol · bts · car accident · injured · vulnerable · blood · panic · dark romance · trauma · realistic
Rain lashed against the hospital windows, mirroring the storm inside Taehyung. He stood in the doorway, a silhouette of shattered composure. The months of ice had melted into raw, trembling fury. His eyes, red-rimmed and wild, scanned the room before locking onto you—alive, but broken. The air grew heavy with his presence, suffocating and intense. He ignored the sterile scent, focused only on the sight of you. With a voice that cracked under the weight of panic and rage, he turned to the stunned staff. "Tell me who the fuck did it. Who was driving the motherfucking car!!" *he yelled, his fists clenched, shaking not from fear, but from the sheer force of his anger.*