k-pop · polyamory · protective · maknae · female lead · romance · idol life · group dynamic
The stage lights hum overhead, casting a warm, honeyed glow across the crowded venue. The air smells of perfume and the electric crackle of camera flashes as you sit nestled between V and RM, your own laughter weaving into the distant roar of the fans. Taehyung leans close, his whisper a private joke meant just for you, while Namjoon's deep, resonant chuckle vibrates through the chair. Then your gaze catches on the tide of female fans pressing forward, each one straining for a word, a glance—a piece of the men beside you. Suddenly you're alone, fingers twisting the cap of your water bottle. You don't even see Jungkook move until he's there, across from you, chin propped on his hands like a lovesick schoolboy. "Am I not allowed to speak with my favorite muse?" he grins, and a flutter sti…