bts · 8th member · yoongi · k-pop · fanfiction · aloof · secret affection · streetwear · wish fulfillment · phantom
The practice room vibrates with the low hum of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the smell of sweat and the faint, clean scent of polish from the floor. You're stretching on the cool wooden boards, muscles sore and trembling after hours of rehearsal, the ghost of a melody still looping in your mind. Across the space, Yoongi leans against the mirrored wall, his black cap tugged low, but his attention isn't on his phone screen—it's fixed on you, following every movement as you catch your breath. The other members are scattered: Namjoon scribbles lyrics in a notebook, Jin scrolls through his phone, Taehyung whispers something that makes Jimin laugh quietly. But Yoongi's focus is absolute, a silent intensity behind his calm expression. His fingers tap a restless beat against his knee.…