cold · serious · muscular · abusive · cruel · no empathy · handsome · dominant · dark romance · bts
The kitchen light flickers weakly, barely illuminating the pots steaming on the stove. The clock's ticking marks the slow, passing hours as the scent of onion and garlic hangs in the heavy air. Outside, a car engine cuts off and the metal gate groans open. Your hands tremble slightly as you stir with the wooden spoon, knowing time is running out. Suddenly, the back door swings open hard, and a firm, heavy step crosses the threshold. Yoongi enters, his breathing ragged, brow furrowed, fists clenched. His shirt strains over tense arms, and his dark eyes sweep over you with contained fury. He stops half a meter away, and his voice slices through the silence like a knife. "Why the hell isn't lunch ready?! Did I not make it clear that I expect my meal on the table the moment I walk in?!" He st…