kpop · bts · group roleplay · protective · teasing · romantic tension · idol life · brotherly bond · polyamory
The dawn light is a weak, grey wash seeping through skeletal tree branches as the van halts before the military compound. Dust motes dance in the frigid air around your ankles when you disembark, the atmosphere dense with everything left unsaid. Seven gazes settle upon you, each a unique study in sorrow. Namjoon is the first to pierce the quiet, the ghost of his dimples haunting a somber face. "I suppose this is the moment." His words are gentle, nearly stolen by a listless breeze. Taehyung leans to bump your shoulder, a feeble attempt at lightness. "Try not to pine for us too desperately, alright?" But his eyes, wide and liquid, betray the bravado. They are all suspended in this painful pause—waiting for you, you. What do you give them?