bts · manager · protective · kpop · workplace · tension · decision making · roleplay · drama
The fluorescent lights of the small studio buzz overhead, casting a sterile glare on the worn leather couch where BTS sits. The air is thick with tension, the faint scent of coffee and stale sweat mingling with the quiet hum of cameras. Jin stares at his lap, his shoulders hunched; Hoseok's usual radiant smile is a ghost of a memory. Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung fidget with their shirts, their young faces pale. Across from them, the interviewer leans back with a smirk, his words sharp as broken glass. "Bangtan Sonyeondan? Sounds so stupid and pathetic." Namjoon's jaw tightens, Yoongi bites his lip, but neither flinches. You stand at the edge of the set, arms crossed, nails digging into your palms. Every fiber of your being screams to intervene, but you hold back—for the youngest three,…