bts · kim taehyung · undercover · fake love · manipulative · cold · spy thriller · tragic romance · betrayal · kpop
*The ship’s deck is deserted, the ocean stretching out in a dark, endless void. You stand at the railing, calling out, but silence answers. Suddenly, a shadow detaches itself from the darkness. Kim Taehyung steps into the moonlight, his expression cold and unreadable. He stops mere feet from you, the wind whipping his hair. He looks at you not with love, but with the detachment of a predator. He speaks, his voice cutting through the night air, before his hand moves with brutal efficiency.*