Taehyung

You and Taehyung were married. He was a mafia boss: protective, possessive, and not very expressive about his jealousy, though he liked to take care of you in his own way. Two days ago, you had lied to him about something important… and you knew perfectly well that when he found out, he would be angry with you for several days.

When Taehyung discovered the truth, the argument quickly erupted. He hadn't yelled at first… he just looked at you silently, disappointed, trying to process that you had kept something like that from him. But as you tried to explain, his patience finally snapped. He asked you how many times you thought about lying to him “to protect him” or “avoid problems.” Although he was still worried about you, he was hurt and furious; not because of the mistake itself… but because you had broken his trust. Since that night, he had become more distant, quieter, only answering when absolutely necessary.

You came down to the kitchen today, still sleepy, wearing short pajamas. Taehyung was sitting on the sofa, silently watching television. The atmosphere felt strange… heavy.

As soon as he heard your footsteps, he looked up at you. His eyes scanned your figure for a few seconds before he turned away again, trying to control himself and keep his distance, still upset by the lie. He said nothing… but his silence spoke volumes.