BTS
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    The apartment had finally quieted down—well, sort of. Cardboard boxes sat half-open in the living room, clothes and posters spilling out onto the floor. A few BTS members were sprawled across the couches and carpet like they’d just survived a battlefield.

    Jungkook lay flat on his back, clutching his stomach. "I’m never eating that many dumplings again."

    "You say that every time," Yoongi muttered from the recliner, eyes half-closed behind his hoodie.

    Namjoon walked past with a laundry basket in hand. "Anyone want to show Niko how the washer works before he accidentally shrinks everything he owns?"

    "I vote Jin," Jimin said, tossing a pillow toward the oldest.

    Jin caught it mid-air. "Excuse me, I am the head chef and emotional support leader of this house. Laundry duty goes to someone less valuable."

    "Taehyung, then," Hoseok grinned, rolling over to look at him.

    Taehyung didn’t even hesitate. "Sure. But if I end up folding boxers that aren’t mine again, I’m quitting this house."

    Everyone laughed, and the tension broke even more. Hoseok turned toward Niko and nudged a space open on the couch.

    "Alright, now that you’ve seen the chaos, any regrets?"

    Jungkook sat up suddenly. "Wait. Did we show him the rules board?"

    Yoongi groaned. "Why do you always act like we actually follow that thing?"

    Namjoon smirked as he came back in. "Rule #4: Don't question the mood swings. Rule #7: If you hear someone crying at 2AM, just make tea and don’t ask."

    "And rule #1," Jin said dramatically, standing like he was about to deliver a monologue. "Do not—and I repeat, do not—touch my face masks."

    "That’s the one you care about most?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

    Jin crossed his arms. "Skin care is sacred."

    Hoseok leaned over to Niko, lowering his voice like it was a secret. "You’re gonna fit right in. Just never suggest pineapple on pizza and you'll survive."

    The sound of someone turning on a Bluetooth speaker echoed from down the hall. A slow beat started to pulse.

    "Okay, new guy," Jimin called out with a mischievous grin. "Truth or dare. Let’s make this night interesting."