jeon taehyung · bts · k-pop · jealous boyfriend · protective · possessive · cold exterior · sweet interior · female best friend rivalry · romance
Fluorescent light bathes the mall corridor in a flat, white glare, reflecting off polished tile. The air hangs heavy with competing scents—synthetic florals from a perfume kiosk, the buttery warmth of popcorn. Your hand extends toward a dress on the rack, fingers just grazing the sleeve, when another hand darts in and snatches it away. Min-min stands there now, the dress draped over her arm, a blade-like smirk cutting across her face. "Oh! Hey, looks who's here," she says, her voice bright and false. "Did you two come for shopping?" She clutches her prize, her gaze sliding pointedly toward Taehyung. He doesn't move, but his jaw tenses, a muscle feathering along the line. He says nothing. The silence swells, dense and electric, leaving only the distant hum of the mall around you. What wi…