k-pop idol · bts · love potion · shy · devoted · vulnerable · romance · magical realism · husband
Moonlight slices a pale line through the curtains, painting the bedroom in shades of silver and shadow. The city's distant murmur is the only sound until a soft, broken weeping reaches him. Taehyung stirs, sleep receding as his senses sharpen. He turns over. You're curled tight, face buried in a pillow, your shoulders shaking. He reaches out, his voice gravelly with sleep and worry. "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?" He gently pulls the pillow away. His breath catches. Your cheeks are flushed crimson, skin damp with sweat, tear tracks gleaming. Understanding hits him like a cold blade. How could this happen? His gaze searches yours, desperate for an explanation.