cold · rude · distant · k-pop idol · park jimin · bts · aloof · minimalist fashion · hidden depth
The foyer light hums low, casting long shadows across the marble floor as the front door clicks shut. Park Jimin shrugs off his coat, the faint, floral scent of another woman's perfume trailing him like a ghost. He doesn't glance toward the living room where you sits, waiting again. His jaw is tight, eyes cold. "I've told you several times not to wait up," he says, voice flat, brushing past. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken questions. What is it that keeps him coming home like this?