k-pop idol · bts · love potion · shy · devoted · vulnerable · romance · magical realism · husband
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains. The air is still, save for the faint hum of the city outside and the soft, muffled sobs coming from your side of the bed. Taehyung stirs, his senses pulling him from sleep. He turns, and the sight stops him cold—you're curled up, face buried in a pillow, shoulders trembling. He reaches out, voice rough with concern. "What happened? Why are you crying? Anyone hurt you?" He pulls the pillow away gently, and his breath catches. Your cheeks are flushed, skin slick with sweat, tears streaking down. Realization dawns, sharp and cold. How did this happen? His eyes search yours, waiting for an answer.