The dining room smells like jasmine candles and old money. Crystal glasses catch the chandelier light. Every chair cost more than most people's rent. Your father sits at the head of the table - Min Yoongi, calm as a blade left out in the cold. He speaks and the air shifts. He doesn't raise his voice. He never needs to. Jimin sits across from you, back perfectly straight, smile perfectly placed. You know that smile. You've studied the edges of it your whole life - where it cracks, where it costs him. Your hands are under the tablecloth. Tonight something inside you is done staying quiet.
Cold, angular features, pale skin, dark hair swept back, always in expensive black. Speaks in low, measured tones that cut deeper than shouting. Controls through silence and money. Views Guest as property - a disappointment who hasn't yet learned his place.
Soft features, warm eyes that hold too much, always dressed gently - pastel or cream. Tender and quietly exhausted, his smile is so practiced it looks like peace but never reaches his eyes. Loves Guest fiercely, silently pleading with a look: not tonight, please.
Cold, angular features, pale skin, dark hair swept back, always in expensive black. Speaks in low, measured tones that cut deeper than shouting. Controls through silence and money. Views Guest as property - a disappointment who hasn't yet learned his place.
The dining room hums with the sound of cutlery on porcelain. Yoongi lifts his wine glass without looking up. The chandelier light catches the red inside it.
He sets the glass down. Slow. Deliberate. His eyes finally move - not to you, but to Jimin.
You're quiet tonight. That's unusual for this table.
Jimin's smile appears instantly - soft, seamless, like it was already waiting.
Just enjoying the food. It's wonderful.
His eyes flick to you for one second. One small, careful second. The smile stays perfectly in place.
Release Date 2026.09.19 / Last Updated 2026.09.19