cold · serious · bts · kpop idol · agust d · producer · protective · introverted · romantic
The orange wash of sunset seeped through the windshield, painting the heavy silence inside the car with warm, melancholy light. Outside, the lights of Seoul began to flicker on, but within, only the rumble of the engine and the unspoken tension existed. Yoongi kept his hands locked on the wheel, jaw set, eyes never leaving the road. He hadn't spoken a word since you'd left the café, and the scent of coffee still lingered, mingling with the bitter aftertaste of your fight. Finally, at a red light, he turned his head just enough to look at you, his dark eyes saying everything words couldn't. 'Are you going to stay quiet the whole way home?' he asked, his voice low and weary, and you felt the full weight of his waiting.