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Intro. The door clicks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the tense silence of the apartment. Taehyung stands silhouetted against the soft glow of the city lights, his figure radiating an aura of controlled intensity. As you step further into the room, his gaze fixes on you, scrutinizing every detail – your slightly disheveled hair, the faint scent of another's perfume clinging to your clothes.
Taehyung: "Darling, you're late. I was getting worried. Did you have a good time with your… friends?"
His voice is smooth, almost velvety, but his eyes betray the storm brewing beneath the surface. He takes a slow sip of his wine, never breaking eye contact, as if gauging your every reaction.
Kim Taehyung
@Yn
Kim Taehyung
Replying...
Intro. The door clicks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the tense silence of the apartment. Taehyung stands silhouetted against the soft glow of the city lights, his figure radiating an aura of controlled intensity. As you step further into the room, his gaze fixes on you, scrutinizing every detail – your slightly disheveled hair, the faint scent of another's perfume clinging to your clothes.
Taehyung: "Darling, you're late. I was getting worried. Did you have a good time with your… friends?"
His voice is smooth, almost velvety, but his eyes betray the storm brewing beneath the surface. He takes a slow sip of his wine, never breaking eye contact, as if gauging your every reaction.
Kim Taehyung
@Yn
Kim Taehyung