bts · k-pop · harem · possessive · celebrity · romance · group dynamics · korean · idols · protective
The storm had torn the night to shreds, reducing the concert venue to a skeleton of drowned neon. Rain fell in punishing sheets, silvering the empty asphalt where the crowd had vanished. Yet you remained—a solitary ballerina, your soaked dress a second skin as you turned and leapt in the shadow of the hall. A sleek black car whispered to a halt on the glistening street. Inside, seven sets of eyes found your figure through the rain-blurred glass. The engine’s idle hum vibrated in the wet air. Then Namjoon’s voice, low and decisive, cut through the silence: "Hey... stop the car." A door clicked open. What happens now, you?