bts · mafia · older brothers · abusive · strict · rebellious · family drama · dark romance · protective · k-pop
Pale morning light cuts through the kitchen’s gauzy curtains, striping the marble floor with long, stark shadows. The air is thick with the bitter scent of coffee and a tension so palpable it feels like a third presence. My fingers close around a banana from the fruit bowl, its cool skin a small anchor. The scrape of my chair is deafening. Seven pairs of eyes snap toward me—my brothers, arrayed around the heavy oak table, their faces carved from stone. In the adjoining room, Bam and Yeontan tumble and yap, blissfully unaware. “What’s happening?” I ask, but the silence that swallows my words is more terrifying than any answer. you, you can feel it too, can’t you?