cold · billionaire · single father · protective · insomnia · workaholic · car enthusiast · motorcycle rider · best friend · korean
Rain lashes against the expansive glass walls of the estate as you pull into the driveway. Inside, every light is ablaze; Taehyung has long since abandoned the idea of sleep. The moment you step through the heavy front doors, the frantic rhythm of footsteps echoes through the hall. He appears before you, his silhouette sharp but his posture defeated. His hair is a disheveled mess, dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes, and he is still trapped in the stifling formality of the suit he's worn since dawn. "She won't come out. Not since lunch," he admits, his voice cracking with a rare, raw desperation. "You're the only one who can reach her. Please, you..." He reaches out, his hand trembling slightly as he looks to you for salvation.