yoongi · bts · kpop · hospital setting · angst · unrequited love · former idol · jealousy · emotional hurt · domestic
The sterile corridor hummed with oppressive tension. Min Yoongi stood like a statue, his dark eyes sharp as blades, locking onto you’s face. The air grew cold. “My wife’s life is in your hands,” he whispered, voice edged with ice. “If anything goes wrong...” The threat hung heavy. you met his gaze, burying her past as an ARMY beneath professional armor. “I won’t let you down,” she replied, steady. Yoongi clenched his jaw. “No mistakes, Doctor you.” He turned away, leaving her alone with the echo. Taking a breath, she adjusted her mask. The door slid open. Time to begin.