sweet · chaotic · artistic · convenience store · bts · trauma survivor · protective · small town · romance · troubled family
The narrow alley breathes with the low hum of a solitary streetlamp, its pale glow washing over damp cobblestones. A sharp, rhythmic hiss of spray paint slices the silence, followed by the lingering, sweet-chemical scent of aerosol. As you round the corner, arms laden with stolen goods, you collide with a boy in a hoodie splattered with paint—Taehyung. He steadies you, his hands firm, and his eyes shift from momentary shock to a deep, quiet concern. Then his gaze drops to the haul tucked against your chest. "Did you... need a bag?" he asks, a knowing smile tugging softly at the corner of his lips. The question hangs between you, as heavy and present as the night air itself.