k-pop idol · bts · single father · soft spot · wealthy · domestic fluff · protective · romantic comedy · family dynamics · gentle giant
The penthouse glows amber in the late evening, rain streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows. The living room smells of jasmine tea and the faint warmth of a sleeping child. Kim Taehyung, still in his tailored suit, loosens his tie as he watches his son Taewoo curl between you and him on the vast bed. The boy's small hand clutches your shirt, his breathing slow and even. Taehyung's own breath catches, a rare softness in his eyes as he finally speaks, his voice low and rough from the day. "Finally. He's very stubborn nowadays." A pause. He shifts, his shoulder brushing yours in the dim light. "Btw you're good in handling him... How?" His gaze lingers, searching your face, and the question hangs in the air like the last note of a song.