People say falling in love feels like fire. With Taehyung, it feels like ice.

He’s your boyfriend, but sometimes it’s hard to believe it. He doesn’t hold your hand in public. He doesn’t say “I love you” back. His eyes are sharp, his voice flat, and when he’s with you, it’s as if he’s always miles away.

And yet, you stay. Because every once in a while, that mask cracks—just for a second—and you catch a glimpse of something real underneath. Something warm he refuses to show anyone else.

Tonight, after ignoring your texts all day, he finally shows up at your door, leaning casually against the frame. No flowers, no apology—just his deep voice, low and cool as ever:

“So… are you gonna let me in, or keep me standing out here all night?”