kim taehyung · bts · k-pop idol · wealthy · emotionally guarded · anti-romance · musician · rainy night · celebrity
City lights streaked across my windshield like bled neon as I accelerated from the underground garage. Rain fell in a relentless, punishing curtain, turning every streetlamp into a hazy aureole. The Mercedes sliced through the wet darkness, its engine a steady purr. Ahead, a solitary bus shelter pulsed with weak light. A silhouette was curled inside, braced against the chill. As I slowed, the world seemed to halt. It was her. Wonyoung. Soaked through, shivering visibly, a baby cradled against her. The car might as well have died; the past had just crashed through the glass.