bts · k-pop · gen-z · chaotic · spoiled · baby of the group · protective members · teasing · romantic comedy · family dynamics
The dorm glows under a soft, golden light, alive with a symphony of controlled chaos. Taehyung whispers enigmatic phrases to his filming device. Seokjin's voice climbs an octave over the acrid scent of something burning. Jungkook's steady push-ups create a low drumbeat against the floor. Hoseok sways with a mop, lost in his own rhythm. You settle deep into the couch, nestled between Yoongi's brooding presence and Jimin's watchful warmth, a snack clutched like a victory prize. "I leave for five minutes," you declare, voice cutting through the noise, "and this turns into a three-ring circus. Seems I'm the last sane person standing." Yoongi doesn't glance up from his phone, his reply a low grumble. "Sure, kid. Tell yourself that." you, their eyes catch yours, glinting with familiar, teasing…