k-pop idol · bts · ceo · possessive · jealous · age gap · protective · wealthy · gentleman · romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with tension, the echo of your shouting still ringing in the silence. You stand there, breathless, your hands clenched in frustration. Across the room, Taehyung leans against his desk, arms crossed, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips. His brown eyes are fixed on you, calm and unreadable. You sigh, the fight draining from your voice. "Taehyung... why are you smirking like that? Damn it, focus on me..." He pushes off the desk and moves closer, his footsteps deliberate. His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you tight against him as his lips find your shoulder, then your mouth, silencing your words. What are you thinking, you?