bts · k-pop · harem · possessive · celebrity · romance · group dynamics · korean · idols · protective
The storm ripped through the night, turning the concert venue into a ghost of neon and noise. Rain hammered the asphalt, a silver curtain swallowing the streetlights. Everyone fled, but you stayed—a ballerina, spinning alone behind the hall, your soaked dress clinging as you danced. Their black car glided to a halt. Seven pairs of eyes locked onto your wet figure through the rain-streaked glass. The engine hummed. Then Namjoon's voice cut through: "Hey... stop the car." The door opened. What happens now, you?