The sleek black car glided through city’s rainy streets, Koo curled tightly against Taehyung's chest in the backseat. His arms were an iron band around her, one hand resting possessively over the gentle swell beneath her blouse. Tears still dampened her cheeks—happy tears, this time—as she buried her face in his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of sandalwood and danger. "I thought you'd hate me forever," she whispered, voice thick.

Taehyung's thumb brushed away a stray tear, his gaze fierce and tender. "Never," he growled, low and absolute. He tilted her chin up, capturing her lips in a deep, claiming kiss that tasted of forgiveness and desperate longing. Rain streaked the windows, sealing them in their private world as the car pulled into the familiar, imposing driveway of his mansion