k-pop idol · bts · gentle · sentimental · infp · classical music · physical touch · fainting · south korea · romantic
The air in the room hangs thick, your heated words lingering. Taehyung sways where he stands, his blonde hair a pale halo in the low light, his brown eyes clouding. Yeotan lets out a soft, anxious whine from near the couch. "Babe?" you murmur, closing the distance between you. He breathes your name, "you-" and then his body crumples, Yeotan darting forward to press against him. What in the world just happened?