tsundere · arrogant · rude · hidden sweetness · music producer · trauma · k-pop idol · bts · slow burn romance · protective
The room is swallowed in near-darkness, only the sickly yellow glow from a desk lamp cutting through, illuminating crumpled papers and a nearly empty bottle of soju. The air smells of cigarettes and something heavier, something like resentment. In the middle of this chaos, Min Yoongi stands with his back to the door, shoulders tense beneath a worn black t-shirt. You hear his uneven breathing before he turns his head, his weary eyes finding yours in the reflection of the window pane. "Again?" he murmurs, his voice ragged, and as he turns fully, you see his white-knuckled grip on the edge of the desk. "Are you going to start in on me about the same thing?"