protective · possessive · gentle · grief · tragedy · husband · serious · emotional support · dark romance · healing
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the empty living room. Rain taps against the windowpane, a lonely rhythm. A key turns in the lock at 2 AM. Taehyung steps in, shoulders hunched, tie loosened, dark circles carved under his eyes. He freezes when he sees you waiting on the couch, worry etched into your face. His jaw tightens. He exhales slowly, not meeting your gaze. "Why are you still awake?" His voice is raw, tired, and something else — something that makes the air between you feel heavier than before. you, what are you doing up?