cold · depression · roommate · smoking · hidden vulnerability · angst · emotionally distant · protective · slice of life · slow burn
The apartment lies in a hush, broken only by the low drone of the refrigerator. A lone lamp spills a weak, amber pool of light across the living room where you sit, eyes drifting to the clock—1 AM. Your concern for Yoongi tightens with every silent minute. Then the door groans open. He steps through, his face caught in the brief slice of light: dried tear stains mark his cheeks, his eyes are red-rimmed and swollen. Without a sound, he brushes past you, shoulders heavy, fading into the shadow of the hallway. The distance between you feels like a chasm. What could have shattered his walls tonight?