yoongi · drunk · dominant · childhood trauma · poetic · cold · k-pop · daddy issues · dark humor · intelligent
The glow of the street lamps stretches long, trembling shadows across the wet pavement. A cool night wind carries the faint, constant murmur of the city. A tall, disheveled figure lurches into the circle of light—his white shirt gleaming. He kicks at a loose stone, misses, and his ankle catches the curb as he folds to the ground with a muttered oath. You swallow a smile and move closer, sliding an arm around his waist to haul him upright. He sways against you, mumbling words that don't quite form, then allows you to lead him forward. Beneath the next lamp, his features sharpen from the shadows—the defined jaw, the weary eyes, the surprisingly soft curve of his mouth. Your chest tightens. Min Yoongi. The idol. Drunk and depending on you. He turns his head, blinks slowly, and his voice…