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honeytae · 3 days
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tae went live 32 times last year and 12 of them were named yo
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honeytae · 5 days
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240321 - wkorea on instagram
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honeytae · 19 days
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not bts but honest to god i can’t pick a top three off eternal sunshine!!!! i keep seeing people talk about how it’s not her best work and while i agree it’s not her most cohesive, that album is the gift that keeps on giving!!
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honeytae · 19 days
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Sooooooooo you gonna share the edit or nah????
idk if this is gonna get taken down but we’re gonna hope for the best <3
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honeytae · 20 days
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-`♡´- HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIN YOONGI (09.03.1993) -`♡´-
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honeytae · 20 days
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just saw an edit of jungkook set to the boy is mine by ariana grande on tiktok….are these editors trying to put me on life support or
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honeytae · 1 month
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yeah you gotta run
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honeytae · 1 month
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240218 - hoseok on instagram: happy hobi day🤣💜💕🫡
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honeytae · 1 month
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8:36pm
hello lovies! i found a very old version of this in my drafts and decided to revamp it, so here’s some good old namjoon comfort. reader is seriously going through it, but joonie is the sweetest boyfriend ever!
word count, genre: 900+, angst/fluff
trigger warning - this drabble deals with themes of depression and anxiety
You were halfway between consciousness when the chime of your doorbell sat you up straight. Rubbing at your eyes, you stretched your legs, rolling your eyes as the doorbell rang out again.
Huffing, you stood from the couch and made your way to the front door, socked feet dragging along the floors of your foyer.
Realization dawned upon you as you tugged on the door handle, the tightness in your chest easing a bit at the memory of the soup you’d ordered an hour ago.
“Thank you,” you murmured to the delivery person standing in your doorway, trading the tip in your hand with the paper bag in theirs.
You had nearly forgotten you’d ordered anything.
Lately things had been off. You couldn’t quite place your finger on it, but your energy levels were all out of wack, your head felt heavy all of the time, and you were much too sedentary for typical comfort.
You got like this sometimes. It had happened enough that you knew you’d find the light again. That didn’t make you feel any less uneasy, though.
Heaving a sigh, you made your way to your living room. The shades were closed, just as they’d been for the last week. There wasn’t any reason to open them and let daylight blind you. You were also actively avoiding the fact that everyone else was out there living their lives while you sunk deeper and deeper into your funk.
You set the bag of food down on the coffee table with a sad crumpling noise, settling back into the couch cushions and watching as if it would suddenly unpack itself.
You aren’t sure when you fell back asleep, but you wake to the smell of noodles and a gentle weight on your forearm.
Blinking your bleary eyes open, you can just barely make out the sight of your boyfriend leaning over you, a gorgeous smile pulling at his lips.
“Hi, sleepyhead,” he crooned as you slipped further out of slumber, the cushions below you shifting as he lowered himself beside you.
“Hey,” you spoke around a yawn, “I didn’t know you were coming over tonight,” you shifted closer to him, nuzzling into his side as he threw an arm around you.
“Hm, me neither. Finished up a little early,” he paused to pucker his lips against the top of your head, “and I missed you,” he spoke into your hair.
Shifting your gaze up to him, he leaned back to accommodate you, brown eyes glittering back at you being one of the only light sources in the dark room.
“I missed you too,” you sighed, meeting his soft lips in a chaste kiss, reaching up to soothingly scratch at his scalp.
He hummed against your lips, his touch leaving you for a moment as he leaned over to the coffee table. It was only then that you realized he had heated up your food from earlier, a steady lump swelling in your throat as he took a cup in his hand and guided it into your own.
You thanked him with a shy smile, faltering a bit when you saw the concern tainting his eyes.
“You’re worrying,” you squinted at him, watching triumphantly as his lips twitched just the slightest in response to your accusation.
It’s not necessarily that you’re trying to hide your struggles from Namjoon. You’d been with him long enough that you could read each other super easily, so there was no doubt in your mind that he knew you were in a major slump. You just never wanted to be the reason for Namjoon’s stress, reaching out to poke his cheek until you were met with that dimple you loved oh so dearly.
“Of course I am,” he started, causing you to raise your eyebrows as you anxiously stirred the spoon in the soup, giving him your full attention as he laid a palm on your thigh.
“I just,” he blinked, pausing for a moment, “I want to help you so bad. No matter what you’re telling yourself, your problems are my problems, baby,” he sighed, fingers massaging into the back of your neck at the first glimpses of tears gathering along your waterline.
“We can talk all night - hell, all week if you need to, okay?” he murmured, his soft tone eliciting more hot tears to run down your cheeks. They were immediately intercepted by Namjoon’s thumbs, your trembling lips soothed by soft puckers of his own.
“But please,” he pouted, his hand leaving your thigh to wrap around yours holding the warm cup of food, “please eat your soup,” his plea making you chuckle as you filled the spoon full of broth again.
Namjoon watched fondly as you guided the spoonful into your mouth, gently sliding his hands beneath your thighs to shift you sideways onto his lap.
“Okay?” He asked, tilting his head as he looked into your glassy eyes for confirmation.
You nodded, sniffling as you spooned the soup into your mouth. It was warm, comforting, just like your boyfriend.
“Okay,” you agreed, letting out a deep exhale as he wrapped his arms around your torso to hug you to him, laying his head on your shoulder as you continued to eat.
“Thanks for being my rock,” you swallowed the salty broth, watching Namjoon’s fingers fiddle with the hem of your shorts.
“You’re your own rock,” he affirmed, “I’m just the rainwater that washes away the dirt and grime.”
You snorted at the dorky sentiment, tilting your head to watch as his eyes crinkled in laughter at himself. You dropped your forehead on his shoulder, smiling at the sound of his healing giggles. You pressed your cheek to his shoulder, exhaling as he rubbed the warmth of his palm up and down your spine.
“Well, thanks for being my rainwater, then.”
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honeytae · 1 month
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JUNGKOOK for CALVIN KLEIN (2024)
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honeytae · 2 months
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he is the blueprint (for @livelocks ♡)
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honeytae · 2 months
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a jin a day while he is away ♥
day 407 for @cordiallyfuturedwight ✨
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honeytae · 2 months
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the loml
© jung-koook
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honeytae · 2 months
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sometimes i randomly remember that yoongi knows how to play the guitar and i just get, like, shellshocked. it happened when i was driving today and i almost ran a red light
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honeytae · 2 months
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240116 - rpwprpwprpwp on instagram
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honeytae · 2 months
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BTS Monuments S01E04 - Namjoon
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honeytae · 2 months
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has this one been done yet
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