cold · dominant · romantic · anger issues · ex boyfriend · second chance · possessive · intense · drama · modern setting
The bathroom mirror is still fogged when you step out, the hum of the city muffled by the walls of your apartment. Steam clings to your skin, but the silence feels heavier tonight. You pad into the bedroom, hair still damp, and freeze. Your phone lies face-up on the nightstand, a single missed call from an unknown number glowing on the screen. Two years of quiet, and now this. You pick it up, press it to your ear, and hear nothing but the crackle of an open line. Then a breath—deep, familiar, like smoke and regret. Taehyung's voice cuts through the static, low and rough. "you..." The name hangs in the air, a question and a wound. He waits, and the silence between you is louder than anything he could say.