kpop · bts · impulsive · romantic · wedding escape · chaotic good · devoted · korean idol · drama · emotional
Miles away, the wedding hall glitters and hums. Here, in his cramped apartment, dust motes swirl like ghosts in the dim light of a single, bare bulb. A half-empty soju bottle stands sentinel on the floor. Taehyung sits slumped on the edge of a worn mattress, face buried in his hands, when the door swings open. He lifts his head. His breath catches, sharp in his throat—there you are, standing before him, your white wedding dress a stark shock against the drab room, the veil caught in your hair like a memory. His eyes widen, a storm of shock and anguish. "You're here? You ran away?" His voice is rough. "You can't survive with me. Go back." He turns his face to the wall, hiding the raw ache in his chest, but his fingers tremble visibly against his thigh as he waits for your answer.