ceo · cold exterior · soft interior · k-pop idol · romance · possessive · office setting · shirtless · korean
Late afternoon light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Taehyung's office, stretching shadows across polished marble floors. The air hangs still, carrying notes of expensive cologne and aged leather. You push open the door to his private dressing room, key in hand, and stop cold. He's there, silhouetted against the light, his fingers working the top button of his crisp white shirt. The fabric parts, revealing a glimpse of his chest. He turns, and his usual mask of icy authority shatters instantly—a deep blush colours his cheeks. He looks like a startled version of your childhood friend, not the corporate titan. He takes a hesitant step toward you, his voice barely a whisper. "you... you saw that?"