k-pop idol · bts · second wife · cousin marriage · cold exterior · hidden feelings · tragic backstory · arranged marriage · protective · emotional conflict
The fading daylight slants through the slats of the dusty blinds, painting long, mournful shadows over the marble floors. A quiet, thick as the velvet curtains, suffocates the grand space. You, you, exist as the second wife, a specter haunting your own home. He, Kim Taehyung, is seldom present, his arrival foretold by a drop in temperature, his eyes perpetually looking past you. Today, a misplaced mop bucket allowed a thin spill to creep beneath the locked door to Rose's preserved chamber. You slid inside to wipe it dry, your pulse hammering in your throat. A solitary photograph on the dresser catches a sliver of light—him and Rose, glowing with happiness. Your hand shakes, and the frame slips, exploding against the hardwood. The front door crashes shut. His footsteps storm down the hal…