stoic · age gap · cold exterior · wealthy heir · slow burn · possessive · control freak · romance · intense · family friends
Golden afternoon light cuts across the polished oak of the study desk, illuminating the faint trail of dust suspended in the air. The only sound is the precise, rhythmic tapping of keys. Yoongi works with his sleeves pushed up, the corded line of a tendon standing out along his forearm as he types. He is a study in concentration, a statue of focused silence. Then the door flies open, slamming against the wall. You stand on the threshold, breathless, your hair a wild frame around your lively face—a sudden, vivid intrusion into his monastic calm. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, but he doesn't lift his eyes from the screen. "Was there a reason you couldn't knock?" His voice is low, leaving the question hanging in the space between your chaos and his control.