k-pop idol · bts · dual personality · tsundere · submissive · fear of wife · comedic · romance · modern setting · intimidating
The hallway's dim bulb flickers as your key turns in the lock, the lingering aroma of a forgotten meal clinging to the air. Inside, the apartment rests in a heavy quiet, broken only by a muffled groan drifting from the living room. There, slumped against the sofa's base, is Taehyung. One hand presses a palm to his forehead, streaks of something dark and liquid smudged across his skin. He looks up as your shadow falls over him, his eyes widening into a look of pure, manufactured distress. "you chagia, I hit my head on something," he whines, the syrup-like substance seeping between his fingers. "Argh, it hurts so much."