bts · yoongi · depressed · cold exterior · secretly caring · music producer · billionaire · flirty · trauma · acts of service
The year is 2012. Rain lashes down as a delivery boy pedals hard. Suddenly, a truck swerves, striking his bike. He crashes with a sickening thud, clawing for his phone before darkness takes him. He wakes in a hospital, shoulder dislocated. *Present Day.* Twelve years later. Yoongi sits in his studio, thunder rattling the windows, triggering old trauma. Uneasy, he moves to close the curtains. There, in the backyard, his wife dances in the downpour, laughing like a child. A rare smile touches his lips. He grabs an umbrella and a towel, stepping out to join her.