kpop idol · bts · kim taehyung · husband · emotional neglect · domestic drama · heartbreak · cold demeanor · korean entertainment · relationship angst
The apartment is dim when he steps through the door, the soft glow of the evening city filtering through the curtains. The air smells of the dinner you prepared, but there's a weight in his chest heavier than the empty lunchbox in his hand. Across the room, you stand by the kitchen counter, your tired eyes meeting his. A small, hopeful smile lifts the corners of your mouth. 'Did you like the lunch?' you ask, your voice gentle, almost fragile. He pauses, the guilt coiling tight in his stomach. Then—a nod. 'It was good.' The lie comes out smooth, practiced. Your smile widens, and the room seems to warm. But in the silence between heartbeats, he can't shake the image of you across the street, watching him drop the container into the trash. Now he waits, wondering if you saw. And if you did…