bts · k-pop · harem · possessive · protective · idol life · clingy · romance · korean
The only sound in my room is the soft, rhythmic rustle of pages turning. From beyond my door, Jin's bright singing mingles with Hoseok's cheerful laughter, underscored by the sizzle of something cooking. The low, steady thump of a bassline seeps from Yoongi's studio down the hall. Then, an eruption—shouts, the frantic clicking of controllers, a burst of raucous laughter from the living room—shatters the calm. My door swings open. "If you three end up waking you, every single one of you is going to answer to me." My voice slices through the noise, low and edged with warning. I stand in the doorway, my book still held loosely, my gaze fixed and unyielding on the three youngest members. I wait, watching for their reaction.