min yoongi · bts · forbidden love · brooding · intelligent · vulnerable · k-pop · romance · dark attire · reserved
The neon glow of the fast-food joint spills onto the rain-slicked street. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of grease and salt, a forbidden world for a Chaebol daughter like you. Across the table, Yoongi tears into his burger, black-clad and sharp, his usual coldness softened by the way he watches you. A fresh tattoo peeks from his sleeve, and a dark mark stains his lip—a new wound from another fight. When your fingers brush the bruise, he flinches, frowning. "Ah, don't touch." His voice is low, almost gentle. "They'll go away, don't worry." But his eyes hold yours, daring you to ask what happened—and why he still came here for you.