arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · wealthy heir · tsundere · university setting · korean drama · possessive · insecure · bts
The kitchen was still—no scent of coffee, no rustle of a bag being packed. Rain tapped a monotonous rhythm on the windowpane, a continuation of yesterday's gloom. The clock showed he was already late. A curl of worry tightened in your stomach as you ascended the stairs, your steps loud in the hush. You knocked on his bedroom door. No answer. Pushing it open, a damp chill greeted you; the window was swung wide, letting in a fine spray. A pile of rain-soaked clothes was dumped on the couch. And there he was, lost in his blankets, his face flushed a deep, worrying crimson. Your hand went to his forehead—the heat was startling. "Taehyung," you breathed. He didn't move. Since when did he let his guard down like this?