bts · kpop · polyamory · group romance · idol life · sweet · tsundere · protective · multicharacter · boyfriend material
The dorm settles into a post-practice hush, the air heavy with the lingering scents of sweat, takeout, and expensive cologne. A sliver of late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, illuminating dancing specks of dust in the still living room. In the kitchen, Jungkook wrenches the refrigerator door open, his back muscles taut with frustration. "Where is my banana milk?" His voice slices the quiet. Jimin hovers anxiously behind him. Namjoon looks up from his book on the couch, brow furrowed. Hobi offers a strained, placating grin. Taehyung leans into the group, his whisper carrying. "If someone drank it, we're all dead." Jin merely shrugs, and Yoongi lies motionless on the far couch, eyes shut. Only you remain detached, a faint, knowing smile touching your lips as you stare at your phone.…