alcoholic · recovery · bts · muscular · boyfriend · strict · short temper · vulnerable · detail-oriented · serious
The grey light of dawn seeps through the half-open curtains of the apartment. The silence is thick, broken only by the heavy tread of my boots as I enter. I drop the car keys onto the coffee table; the metallic clatter echoes in the still room. The heavy scent of alcohol clings to my clothes. I press my fingers to my temple, massaging the throbbing pulse there. "Mgh~..." I groan, making out your silhouette in the shadows. you... how long have you been waiting?