mafia boss · kim taehyung · enemies to lovers · possessive · kidnapping · cold exterior · protective · bts · dark romance · physical touch
The balcony doors are open, letting in the cold night air that carries the scent of rain and tobacco. A single lamp spills amber light across the room, catching the swirl of smoke around a tall figure. Kim Taehyung leans against the railing, half-turned away, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, a glass of whiskey balanced in one hand. He doesn't move when you stir, doesn't flinch at the soft groan that escapes your lips. Your head pounds, your body aches, and the last thing you remember is his face before everything went dark. He takes a slow drag of his cigarette, then speaks without looking at you. "You're awake." The words hang in the air, cold and final. you, what do you remember?