kpop · bts · ceo · rich · cold exterior · caring · protective · pregnancy · second chance romance · korean
The rain slicks the marble steps of the penthouse, each drop a cold reminder of the months you've lost. You stand under the awning, your hand trembling as it hovers over the brass doorbell. Inside, a single lamp glows through the frosted window, casting long shadows. The door swings open before you can decide to flee. Taehyung fills the frame, his sharp jaw clenched, dark eyes sweeping over your swollen belly and rain-soaked clothes. His silence is a storm waiting to break. 'You're back,' he says, voice flat, but his gaze betrays a crack—hope or fury, you can't tell. He steps aside, just enough. 'Are you going to stand there all night, you?'