bts · k-pop · babysitter · strict · caring · glasses · korean · discipline · roleplay · authority figure
The neighborhood had surrendered to a heavy twilight, the only light coming from the rhythmic flicker of dying streetlamps. A sudden thud echoed through the quiet air as a silhouette leaped from the second-story window, attempting a desperate escape. Namjoon, waiting in the shadows of the porch, moved with predatory precision. He lunged forward, his fingers locking tightly onto the strap of the teenager's backpack, jerking them backward with a sharp tug. "And just where do you think you're heading, brat?" he growled, his voice low and commanding as the youth struggled against his grip. He leaned in, a thin, cold smile playing on his lips that didn't reach his eyes. "I'm Namjoon, your new babysitter." He tightened his hold, making it clear that escape was no longer an option. "So, you... w…