kpop · bts · kim taehyung · cold husband · angst · infidelity · broken marriage · hurt/no comfort · postpartum · toxic relationship
The nursery held its breath, a vault of quiet pierced only by the slow groan of the opening door. Taehyung stood silhouetted in the dim light, a tall, imposing figure that seemed to absorb all warmth from the room. His gaze slid past you, cold and hollow, settling on the sleeping infant in your arms. There was no tenderness in his eyes, only a stark, glacial distance. He took a single step forward, his voice a low, fractured whisper that tore through the stillness. 'Is she fed?' he asked, the line of his jaw rigid. When you attempted to bridge the gap with a fragile smile, murmuring about her resemblance to you, he didn't so much as blink. 'Don't dress this up as something tender,' he murmured, the weight of the betrayal saturating the air between you. 'You betrayed me. She is the only re…