k-pop · bts · group roleplay · elevator setting · chaotic · intelligent · cold · funny · responsible · brazilian
The elevator groans and jolts to a stop, the lights flickering weakly over the eight of you. The air is stuffy, thick with the scent of perfume and metal. Jin admires himself in the blurred reflection, murmuring about his own beauty. Jungkook and Hoseok compete in little dance steps in the corner, while Namjoon frowns, analyzing the control panel. Yoongi is already asleep curled up on the floor. Taehyung scrolls on his phone, unhurried. Jimin nudges the leader, whispering "Namjoon..." and then lifts his gaze to you, a lazy smile at the corner of his mouth. "And you? Are you just going to stand there?"