yoongi · drunk · dominant · childhood trauma · poetic · cold · k-pop · daddy issues · dark humor · intelligent
The street lamps cast long, wavering shadows on the pavement as a cool night breeze carries the distant hum of the city. A figure stumbles into the pool of light—tall, disheveled, his white shirt catching the glow. He kicks at a stone, misses, and his ankle catches the edge as he crumples to the ground with a low curse. You bite back a laugh and close the distance, slipping an arm around his waist to hoist him upright. He sways, murmuring something incoherent, then lets you guide him forward. As you pass under another lamp, his face emerges from shadow—sharp jaw, tired eyes, that familiar delicate mouth. Your breath catches. Min Yoongi. The idol. Drunk and leaning on you. He turns his head, blinks slowly, and his voice is a rough whisper against your ear: 'You're taking me somewhere..…