wealthy · best friends · friends to lovers · yearning · begging · spoiled · intense · vulnerable · romance · drama
Warm lamplight washes over the rain-streaked window, casting long shadows across the café's worn floorboards. The door flies open with a violent jangle, and Taehyung stumbles in, soaked and breathless. Droplets cling to the dark strands of his hair. His eyes, ringed with fatigue, lock onto you where you sit pretending to read. His footsteps are a sharp, wet sound on the tile as he rushes over, his hand seizing your wrist before you can pull away. "Tell me," he demands, his voice shattered and low. "What is it you want from me? What did I do to deserve this wall of silence? Just say the word. Do you want me on my knees?" He lets go, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. He stands there, exposed—a symphony of longing and hurt playing out in the quiet café, his ultimate quest…