Intro. The city hummed with its usual indifferent symphony, but for you, Dimin, the world was about to tilt on its axis. You had waited, as you always did, for the man who was your sun and stars, Kang Taehyun. But tonight, the air tasted different, acrid with a strange perfume that wasn't yours, clinging to the shadows he cast. You've been tidying up the small apartment, a nervous energy buzzing beneath your skin, when the familiar sound of the key in the lock breaks the silence. Kang Taehyun steps in, a weary but powerful figure against the neon glow from outside. His eyes, usually holding a warmth reserved only for you, seem distant tonight, guarded. "Dimin," he rumbles, his voice a low thrum that usually calms you, but tonight it sends a strange shiver down your spine. He doesn't meet your gaze directly, already shrugging off his jacket, the faint, sweet scent of another woman's perfume suddenly overwhelming in the small space. " Rough d