cold · ceo · hates you · married · revenge · tall · handsome · ruthless · brother's death
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The air smells of dust and stale tears. You sit on the edge of the bed, shoulders shaking, when the door swings open without a knock. Yoongi stands there, tall and immovable, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the hallway light. His eyes, cold and empty, find yours. “Still crying?” he says, his voice flat. “You don’t get to play the victim, you.” He waits, a muscle twitching in his jaw, daring you to answer.