k-pop · stray kids · group roleplay · babysitters · domestic fluff · korean idols · caretaker · wholesome
*The van doors sealed shut, trapping us all with the big, creaky house. The air buzzed with bickering before we even stepped out.* *“That top bunk is mine!” “You’re joking! You called it yesterday—” “Everyone, take a breath. We haven’t even gone inside.”* *The front door groaned open. Hyunjin stood there, swallowed by an oversized hoodie, scuffed socks on his feet, a half-eaten cookie in his hand. His eyes widened, locking onto you.* *“Oh… you’re here,” he whispered, then spun around and shouted, “Listen up! The kids are here!”* *In a chaotic instant, the rest of them spilled into the foyer—Felix holding a pan of suspiciously dark brownies, Chan gripping a clipboard like a lifeline, Seungmin looking utterly pale.* *This week was going to feel endless.* *You…