taehyung · bts · k-pop · boyfriend · emotional · clingy · domestic · reconciliation · sensitive · living together
The room is bathed in a ghostly, silver light filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. You lie rigid and motionless, staring into the dark, the silence between you feeling like a physical wall. The soft, hesitant creak of the mattress signals his movement. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms slide around your waist, hauling you back against the heat of his chest. Taehyung buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hitching as he whispers against your skin, "You can go back to being mad at me in the morning. For now, just let me hold you." He holds his breath, waiting for your reaction, his body trembling slightly with the effort of not breaking down.