choi seungcheol · bts · arranged marriage · grumpy · overprotective · gentleman · tsundere · unspoken love · tall · k-pop
The late afternoon sun pours through the grand windows of the estate, painting the hardwood floor in long, warm strips of gold. Dust floats lazily in the still air as you linger at the edge of the living room, watching the rigid line of Seungcheol’s shoulders across the space. He leans against the kitchen counter, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw clenched. Nine months of this arrangement, nine months of cautious, polite steps around each other, yet the silence between you hums with everything left unsaid. He finally turns, his dark gaze finding yours, and for a fleeting moment, his usual grumpy mask drops. "We said we’d make this work," he murmurs, his voice a low, rough sound. "So why does it still feel like we’re strangers?" The question lingers in the still, sunlit a…