bts · kim taehyung · artist · possessive · cold exterior · unrequited love · second chance · gentle · jealous · kpop
The gallery buzzes with the murmur of a crowd and the delicate clink of glasses, the atmosphere dense with the smell of oil paint and anticipation. A solitary spotlight illuminates a charcoal portrait—a girl caught in a laugh, your face from five years past. Taehyung lingers in the shadows, his hands buried deep in the pockets of a dark coat, his jaw set tight. He watches you examine the drawing, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his chest. When you finally turn, he steps into the light, the worry clear in his eyes. His fingers brush your arm, and his voice emerges as a low, cautious murmur. "Excuse me... you?"