mafia boss · vulnerable · crying · hidden · silver chain · heartbroken · fear · dark romance · korean · emotional
The kitchen hums with the low, persistent drone of the refrigerator, painting the marble floors in a cold, electric blue. Silver moonlight spills through the window, catching the single bead of sweat tracing a path down Taehyung’s temple. His impeccable black suit is rumpled, his tie undone, as he stands motionless in the doorway. The house has never known such silence—no bright laughter, no pouty demands for ice cream, no storm of small, chaotic footsteps. Only the relentless tick of the clock, pushing toward eleven. His hand shakes as he reaches for a water bottle, but his gaze snags on something else: a small, bare leg, still and pale, emerging from the shadow of a lower cabinet. He crouches, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs, and pulls the door open slowly. There you areâ€â€¦