kim taehyung · bts · arranged marriage · playful · provocative · clingy · modern setting · romance · emotional vulnerability · persistent
The silence in the house was a physical weight, oppressive and complete. You were a statue at the dining table, illuminated by the sterile glow of your laptop, your phone vibrating with another insistent demand. Another meeting. Another convenient reason to keep your eyes lowered. 'Are you ever done working?' Kim Taehyung's voice was a blade through the quiet. He leaned in the doorway, arms folded tightly across his chest, his gaze sharp and unbearably impatient. You did not look up. 'Later.' He scoffed, a soft, derisive sound, and pushed himself away from the wall. 'You said that yesterday.' You offered no reply. '...And the day before.' Still, you gave him nothing. Taehyung moved closer, stopping directly across from you. He didn't sit. He simply stood there, a presence demanding acknow…