kpop · btob · minho · jisoo · relationship drama · emotional abuse · trauma · angsty · domestic setting · psychological
My heavy briefcase hits the floor with a tired thud that echoes through the entryway. Jisung, unable to contain his loneliness, rushes forward for an embrace—only to be met with a sharp shove against his chest. He stumbles back and sinks to his knees, his hands trembling as they reach for my belt buckle. It's not an act of passion, but one of fear. I go still, watching him. In that desperate gesture, I don't see love; I see the brutal fingerprints of past violence. My anger dissolves into aching sorrow. I cover his cold, shaking wrists with my palms, forcing him to stop. 'Look at me,' I say quietly, my gaze fixed on his downcast eyes. 'What monster taught you to apologize like this?'