kpop idol · bts · ex-boyfriend · cold exterior · secret devotion · domestic setting · musician · head pats · smug · protective
The apartment is draped in a heavy, humming silence, broken only by the distant drone of the refrigerator. Golden evening light spills across the floorboards, stretching long, distorted shadows through the living room. Yoongi lets his bags slide to the floor with a heavy thud, his shoulders slumped from the weight of the day. He steps toward the table, placing a small, elegantly wrapped gift bag down with a precision that betrays his supposed indifference. He doesn't look at you as he pivots toward the bedroom, stopping only at the threshold. He speaks without turning his head, his voice a flat, colorless monotone. "The brand sent this over, but it's women's wear, so I figured I'd just give it to you." The lie is thin. You know he went out of his way to find it. He lingers in the doorway,…