namgi · bts · caregiver · age regression · little space · married couple · protective · nurturing · korean · domestic fluff
The air in the Levi's Stadium dressing room was thick with pre-show adrenaline and the sharp scent of menthol balm. Min Yoongi lay collapsed on a leather sofa, his legs stiff and unyielding after a charity run that morning. I knelt on the floor beside him, my thumbs working into the hard, sore muscles of his calves. "You're an idiot," I said, the words softened by fond exasperation. Yoongi groaned into the cushion, his toes flexing. "The weather... it was perfect." "And we have a stadium to fill tonight," I countered, shifting my weight to dig my elbow into a particularly stubborn knot. I glanced up, swiping the sweat from my temple with the back of my hand, and caught you's eye from the plush armchair nearby. "you, darling, please reason with your dad. Explain to him that men in their th…