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nyommie · 11 months

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"you know, i don't give a shit if you kill me"

Collab with the lovely ana! From her sope fic which you can read HERE!

#bts #bts fanart #sope #sope fanart #yoonseok #yoonseok fanart #bts sope #fanart #agust d #jack #agust d x jack #sope fanfiction #yoonseok fanfiction #jhope #suga

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helenamayhathaway · 2 months

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Chapters: 18/? Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga, side Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin Characters: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Namjoon | RM, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Seokjin | Jin, Manager Kim Sejin, Original Male Character(s), Lee Taemin Additional Tags: Paris (City), Paris Fashion Week, Model Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Model Park Jimin (BTS), Rapper Min Yoongi | Suga, Rapper Kim Namjoon | RM, Singer Kim Seokjin | Jin, imposter syndrome, Depression, Not Canon Compliant, Fashion & Couture, Social Media, Requited Love, Anxiety, Alternate Universe - Celebrity, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope is Whipped, Min Yoongi | Suga Is Whipped, Social Justice Activist Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, They both have depression for different reasons yay!, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope & Park Jimin are Best Friends, Kim Namjoon | RM & Min Yoongi | Suga are Best Friends, Happy Ending, Light Angst, Eating Disorders, no one actively has an eating disorder, but they have definitely had them before Summary:

Min Yoongi is South Korea's most popular rapper, but he is currently suffering through a pretty bad case of imposter syndrome.

Jung Hoseok is the most beloved former model turned social justice activist in the world, and he feels desperately alone.

They're both at Paris Fashion Week and despite never having met each other, the entire internet seems to think they're madly in love.

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hopepoint · 20 days

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Paper Sungrazers

- general audiences | chapter 1/1 | 3k

- book mender YG + book turned human HS | cozy magic

- a piece i wrote for the lovely @/mygcosmoszine on twitter [ completely forgot to post this earlier ]

#sope #sope fanfiction #sope fic #sope ao3 #bts sope #bts fic #bts imagine #bts ff #bts fanfic #bts au fanfic

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fruttolosope · 10 months

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enemies to lovers sope au in which yoongi is the prince of the darkness and hoseok the prince of the light.

tags: angst, soulmates, fantasy, reborn.

warning/s: death ⚠️ (I have a thing for angst I am so sorry 🙂 you can yell at me)

It’s in the last battle between dark and light when they realize to be in love with each other, right after Yoongi st!abs Hoseok in the chest.

“it’s okay, I forgive you.” He says, smiling like nothing happens. “The truth is I liked you since the beginning of time.”

“Hoseok…” The Prince of the Darkness whispers, rejecting one more time his title.

That damn title.

If they weren’t born enemies by nature, everything would have been different.

“Hoseok..” He says once again, as if it was the cure he needed. Just like repeating gently his name and stroking his face could stop him from dy!ng.

How can he find the right words to say after what he did? How can he fix it this time?

it’s the twelfth time (and the twelfth life) in which one of them d!es. It’s always like that.

It’s their nature. They can’t exist both in the same time. It’s dark or it’s light.

There’s a legend saying that after the last w!ar, dark and light would have found the balance and the harmony to live together, sadly it was just a legend that the Queen of Light used to tell to Hoseok when he was a child.

“Dark and light are not meant to be together, son.” And then, there’s was Yoongi’s dad, King Of Dark and he believed him.

After their twelve lives, that’s the first time they were born again as Princes of their worlds and probably their last time too.

“Stay with me. You can’t go now. You won’t come back.” Yoongi says, but he knows there’s nothing to do.

When a sold!er from the light army stabs him in the shoulder, Yoongi doesn’t fight back. The victory of darkness doesn’t matter if there no Hoseok in his last life.

“I am sure that what my mom told me it’s true, about dark and light.” Hoseok says, too weak too realize Yoongi was dy!ng too.

Their first kiss happens with their last strengths, bleed!ng out into each other’s arms.

“If there’s another life, we will stay together, I promise you, Hoba.”

“I heard the thirteenth’s life is the right one.” He jokes, waiting for the inevitable. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” A promise of love is what they whisper to each other with their last breath.

[A life after]

Everything is going fine in Hoseok’s life. Good grades, lovely family and a future as professional swimmer. So why can’t he explain the feeling of having a hole in his heart?

He has almost finished his morning practice when he sees the new student entering in the pool.

A round shaped face, thin pink lips and a perfect body that immediately attracts his attention.

“You must be the new guy.” Hoseok says, smiling to the black haired boy just like they were old friends. “Jung Hoseok.”

“Min Yoongi.” He replies, taking his hand and showing a gentle smile.

“Welcome to the team, Yoongi.” Hoseok notices firstly his pretty brown eyes and then the scar on his shoulder. He says nothing, but somehow he feels the hole in his heart filling up.

Hoseok doesn’t know it yet, but his mom was right. The thirteenth life was really the right one.

#sope #bts #sope fanfiction #ao3 author #sope au #sope fic #hoseok #yoongi #yoonseok #sope fantasy #prompt #story prompt #fruttolosope

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yoonswan · 1 year

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[ Capa de uso pessoal]

★ Não reposte sem autorização | ★ Em caso de inspiração, credite!

#speed cover #spirit fanfics #design #cover #cover art #capa #capa de fic #bts fanfic #bts min yoongi #bts jhope #sope fanfiction #yoonswan

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mrsparkjimin18 · 10 months

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—What If… | SOPE

→ pairing: Project Director!Yoongi x Art Director!Hoseok

→ genre/au: light angst, fluff, diner au

→ rating: G

→ wordcount: 2888

⚠︎ chapter warnings: feelings of anxiousness (not necessarily anxiety, but more like the nervousness of a situation), mutual pining, long-time confusion, mention of another possible office romance

an: A special thanks to my beta readers @peachiilovesot7 @downbad4yoongi and Sara, I honestly wasn't sure if I would be able to make this story come to fruition, but thanks to you all here it is!!!

summary: Yoongi and Hoseok have been best friends since their early childhood. When life separates them, is it destiny that brings them back together? Have they always just been close friends or is this more than just a bromance? What if…

Bangtanstrology Writing Event hosted by @hisunshiine of @bangtanwritershq

My Big 3 are:

Scorpio Sun (Member): Sope

Scorpio Moon (How they met): Late Night Diner

Gemini Rising (Trope): Mutual Pining

The diner was noisy as usual. He didn’t understand why they always chose this place, there were too many distractions here. The constant sound of dishes clattering onto the busy busboy’s cart, the tables of animated customers chatting too loudly over cheap meals, the smell of grease and dollar store disinfectant that permeated the heated air, and that one lone dusty bulb at the end of its life cycle flickering above the corner booth

They all tugged at his periphery, demanding his attention, tying up his mind, until…suddenly… all of the distractions vanished.

The sound of the chime and a rush of frozen Toronto air pulled Hoseok's attention towards the door to watch his best friend of fifteen years stepping across the threshold and into the fluorescent light of the all-night diner that held it. Hoseok found his friend effortlessly suave and handsome under the harsh critique of the fluorescents. Ethereal is what came to mind as he watched Yoongi shake fluffy snowflakes from his ashy blonde hair and wipe away their fading essence from the lapels of his expensive black wool coat.

“Woah! Hyung is sexy!” Jungkook, one of the young programmers on their team, remarked, instantly confirming the feeling of awe Hoseok was experiencing at the sight of his old friend.

“Look at him! He belongs on the cover of GQ," another programmer, Taehyung, teased.

To Hoseok's surprise, Yoongi smiled coyly, quickly striking a pose as his younger co-workers continued to whistle and shout out obnoxious cat calls.

Hoseok wasn’t used to Yoongi being so playful in a public setting, and he couldn’t help the amused smile that formed on his face as he watched his usually stoic friend walk an imaginary catwalk towards their table, the tail of his coat flowing out dramatically behind him as he twirled and strutted.

“Okay, okay, that’s enough, let’s not make a scene,” Their CEO, Namjoon, intervened in order to refocus his team's attention. He waited patiently for everyone to quiet down and settle into their seats. “Okay,” Namjoon began, seeing the expectant look in their eyes. “I’d like to start by saying great job to everyone! We’ve all worked hard the last few weeks. I know things were tough, and I know It felt as if everything would fall apart after our previous Art Director…. Uhm… abrupt departure,” he said with a careful grimace, knowing the topic was still sensitive. “...but thankfully, we were lucky that our Project Director, Yoongi, was able to refer his extremely talented friend during our darkest hour.” He turned towards Hoseok with his glass held out in respect. ”You’ve been a savior for our company, Hoseok. Without you, the successful completion of this project would have never happened. We sincerely thank you, and appreciate you, and look forward to many more successful ventures with you as part of this team.” He finished with a gentle squeeze of Hoseok's shoulder before returning his attention to the rest of the team and lifting his glass even higher. “Let’s congratulate Hoseok on his hard work!” He rallied their enthusiasm.

They all raised their glasses, clinking them together as they each reaffirmed Namjoons words of gratitude.

“Speech! Speech!” Jimin, the team's graphic designer, and the only member who worked directly beneath Hoseok, shouted out. Hoseok tried to decline, but the look of pride on Yoongi’s face, and the affirming head nod, were all the encouragement he needed to loosen his tongue.

Hoseok stood up confidently and addressed the whole table. “First, I want to thank the team for taking me in and truly valuing my artistic vision. I know it was hard to have someone new come in mid-project, with a new perspective and new ideas. But you allowed me to truly express myself as part of this team, and together we were able to create something amazing.”

“And profitable!” Seokjin, the Chief Financial Officer, interjected, drawing cheers and shouts from the amped-up crew and a stern look from Namjoon that quickly turned into an appreciatively flustered smile at his CFO’s brash but loveable personality.

“And profitable,” Hoseok agreed with a raise of his glass and a wink towards Seokjin. “Second,” he continued, his attention turning solely to his friend. “I’d like to thank Yoongi. You’ve been my rock since we were kids, and I truly appreciate you for that. When we took different paths after college, I was worried it could end our friendship. But…” Suddenly, the depth of Yoongi’s gaze made the words feel heavy in his mouth. His confidence waned, and he stumbled for control of his thoughts, “...But I’m…Thankfully…well…I mean…I’m happy…”

“...that fate had other plans.” Yoongi finished for him, his eyes never leaving Hoseok’s, even as the table erupted in agreement.

“To Unmyeong!” The entire team cheered to fate as they again clinked glasses and gulped down their swirling mixtures of beer and soju.

“Yes, cheers to that!” Namjoon concluded, his voice commanding the attention be returned to him. “Next I’d like to…” he went on, picking up where he left off before Hoseok's speech.

But Hoseok couldn’t hear a word Namjoon was saying. The only sound was the rush of his pounding heart in his ears. He stood frozen in place, still staring at Yoongi, who had already turned his attention back to their boss, wondering why everything felt so different.

It had been almost four years since they’d last seen each other. Four years of military service, failed relationships, career growths, family drama, and all the other ups and downs that life can throw out in that length of time. He had known things would be different when they met again, but this was more than just the passage of time, this change was palpable and alive, and this change had meaning and purpose.

He’d felt it since his arrival a few weeks ago, that sense that a shift had occurred in their paradigm. A low-frequency buzz in the background of his thoughts seemed to be alerting him to the universe’s realignment. But he had been so busy, throwing himself headfirst into the project as soon as he arrived, that he’d inadvertently ignored it.

And now that it refused to be ignored, all Hoseok could do was stand frozen in place and wait. Wait for his heartbeat to return to a normal rhythm, wait for the word fate to cease its endless repetition through his mind, wait for a miracle to save him from this paralysis.

“...so cheers to a job well done.” Namjoons voice broke through, a faint echo from another dimension, as he tapped his glass to Hoseok’s. Then suddenly, Yoongi’s hand was grabbing his, pulling him back down into his seat, swiftly and effectively breaking the spell he’d been under.

Everyone was still clinking glasses and high-fiving each other to whatever news Namjoon had just announced. Not wanting it to be obvious he hadn’t been paying attention, Hoseok quickly raised his hand from beneath the table to join in, tapping his glass across the table to Jimin’s, readying his other hand to give him a high five.

Yoongi reacts instinctively, noticing Jimin no longer paying attention, grabbing Hoseok’s wrist. Their eyes met at that moment, and they entranced one another, unable to look away. Yoongi reaches up with his free hand, gently bringing Hoseok’s hand to his in a soft high five. Their fingers intertwined, unaware if anyone else was paying attention, let alone bothered if they did. The soft pad of Yoongi's thumb stroked Hoseoks gently. He’d noticed the look of worry on his face and wanted to give him solace in knowing it’s okay.

Hoseok shook his head to break free of his current trance when he realized he was still gripping Yoongi’s hand from across the table. Without realizing it, Yoongi and Hoseoks hands connected in that surreal moment and stayed together a bit longer than everyone else. Satisfying electricity flowed from their fingertips, finally breaking the longing gaze, and the skin contact quickly ceased leaving their cheeks tinted with a rosy blush.

“I have a question,” Seokjin turns toward Yoongi and Hoseok, “We’ve been working with Mr. Min for a little over a year, but we hadn’t heard about Mr. Jung until the need for an Art Director came about. So tell me, why did you keep your best friend a secret?”

“It’s not that I kept him a secret, he was serving the remainder of his military enlistment. We’ve always kept in contact. That's how I knew he was struggling to find employment, and at the same time, we were in need of a new Art Director. No secrets, I promise.”

“Actually, Yoongi had joined the military straight after university to get it out of the way, but I wanted to take some time to enjoy life after so many years of school. It just seems like the timing was always off for us, but now we’re back together as if we were never apart.”

“Back together?” Jimin childishly mocks Hoseok.

“So, did you only spend time with each other back home?” Jungkook asked out of curiosity, yet his tone was mildly mischievous.

“Well, we met in elementary school and we weren’t really friends at first. One day, some of the kids were messing with me and Yoongi showed up out of nowhere like my bodyguard, scared them off and we were attached at the hip after that.”

“We also have other friends,” Yoongi interjected. “But they’re more like acquaintances we met over the years. You can say Hoseok and I had time to form a special bond..”

Yoongi glanced at Hoseok. He could sense a feeling of something he can’t quite put his finger on – maybe it’s embarrassment, anxiousness, he’s not exactly sure.

Surrounded by their coworkers, the loud and insignificant banter doesn’t phase Yoongi, his only focus was on Hoseok.

“I wanted to apologize for being so busy when you arrived…” Yoongi paused momentarily, leaning over the table a little more, “I haven’t even been to your apartment that I found for you since you moved here.”

“I hope you weren’t waiting for an invite,” Hoseok joked, “Since I wasn’t going to send one…I just assumed you were aware it isn’t necessary.”

“I’m probably free this weekend, that is, if you don’t have any plans?” Yoongi replied with a smirk, his eyebrows raised with curiosity.

Hoseok’s heart began to thump against his chest, sweat formed on his brow and upper lip, a feeling of queasy dizziness overtook him.

Why does he make me feel this way? Hoseok thought. He squirmed in his seat, thinking he needed to adjust his posture to compose himself and rid his body of the uneasy feeling he was attempting to endure without giving Yoongi any hint of something being…off. However, he quickly realized he needed to remove himself from the playful gaze of the man he’s known nearly his whole life, whom he’s also known he’s had feelings beyond friendship for nearly as long.

“I don’t have any plans, but if you’ll excuse me, I have to use the restroom,” Hoseok jumped from his seat and quickly disappeared to the rear of the diner.

The server arrived to take their order, “We can wait for Hoseok to come–” Taehyung was immediately cut off by Yoongi.

“I’ll have the fried chicken with french fries and a Coca-Cola. He’ll have,” he pointed to the empty chair across from him, “A hamburger, grilled with salt and pepper, bun toasted with butter, no tomato and extra pickles. Instead of grilled onions, raw onions, condiments on the side, french fries without salt on a separate plate and a Sprite, light on the ice.”

Everyone else ordered and the three youngest team members couldn’t wait until the server left the table.

“Mr. Min,” Jimin teased. “You’re always taking extra care of Hoseok at work, checking on him, bringing him coffee.”

“You even knew precisely what to order him,” Jungkook joked. “It’s so cute.”

“Is there something you’d like to tell us about your friendship?” Taehyung questioned with a childish tone.

“That’s enough,” Namjoon intervened, “Their private lives are just that…private. What they had in the past or have currently is none of our business if it’s not work related.”

“He’s right, you three just don’t know when to stop sometimes,” Seokjin added in agreement.

The team members quickly hush as Hoseok arrived back at the table and shortly after the server returned with their food.

“Yoongi, thank you for ordering for me.”

“It’s not a problem, I know what you like.”

“I bet you know what he likes,” Jungkook mumbled, and Namjoon nudged him gently with his elbow.

“Don’t tease, they’re best friends,” Namjoon repeated.

“It’s okay,” Hoseok giggled. “Our friends back home teased us about how close we’ve always been…you guys want to see some old pics of us?”

“Hobi, don’t,” Yoongi pouted.

“H-Hobi?” Jimin giggled.

“Yoongi has called me that since we were teenagers. It started as ‘Hopi,’ a mixture of Hoseok and Hope, because I was always hopeful about the future and where we’d be years from those days. Hobi was how it sounded to others, so he stuck with that.”

“Aww, that’s cuuuute,” Jungkook quipped.

“Yeah, yeah. I’d rather you just show them the pictures,” Yoongi insisted.

Hoseok pulled out his phone, scrolling through it until he found the perfect one.

“This is when we were on our high school soccer team.”

“Hey! That’s the way you were looking at him tonight, Hobi!” Jungkook laughed.

“A look of endearment,” Taehyung added.

“Oh, here’s another one during university after our first midterms.”

“Yoongi! You look so cool!” Jimin exclaimed.

“Okay, okay, that’s enough embarrassment for one night. Anyway, how about more congratulations on a job well done?” Yoongi raised his glass, his eyes fixed on Hoseok as he watched him clink in a cheer with the other team members. He fiddled with his food, hunger evaded him as he too became lost in thought. He wonders what he’s begun to feel, it’s new but not new, could it be platonic or something more? Yoongi noticed Hoseok had ketchup on the side of his mouth and he reached across the table with a napkin, only to drop it next to his plate.

“You’ve got something on the corner of your mouth, clean it up.” Yoongi mumbled casually.

“Thank you,” Hoseok cleared his throat before picking up the napkin and wiping his mouth.

Namjoon ordered another round of drinks for the team before they finished their food. Jungkook showed pictures of his long-distance girlfriend, Vanessa, and Taehyung decided he needed to one up him by showing a picture of his girlfriend that actually lived in the same apartment complex.

Jimin showed pictures of his niece whom he adored as if she was his own, which led to the usual tipsy version of him getting teary-eyed as he talked about her.

Hoseok noticed that Namjoon and Seokjin didn’t share any pictures of their “significant others,” and he realized they never really talked about having one.

Time passed quickly as they talked about future work projects, the three youngest argued over little things and Yoongi and Hoseok continued to indirectly dote on each other.

One by one, the team members said their goodbyes, until it was just the four of them left – Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi and Hoseok.

“Well, it’s getting late and I have to be at the office early to finalize some paperwork for the product launch. Have a good night.” Namjoon stood and put his jacket on, nodding to Yoongi and Hoseok before exiting the restaurant.

“Tonight’s team dinner was…nice,” Hoseok murmured nervously before finishing off his drink.

Seokjin sighed, crossing his arms, his thick eyebrows furrowed and a serious expression on his face, “Don’t pay attention to what those three say, they’re always joking, even when the situation doesn’t call for jokes.” He glanced at the diner exit, “I think it’s time for me to take my leave as well, but whatever you two have, whether it be just a long-time childhood friendship or something more, don’t let anyone or anything get in the way of your bond.”

He rose from his seat and quickly headed toward the door, leaving Yoongi and Hoseok staring at one another, waiting for the other to say something…anything.

Yoongi bit his lip, wondering if he should speak first…

Hoseok waited anxiously, thinking maybe he should express his feelings honestly…

He finally realized exactly what he wanted to say…

His lips began to part and he was ready to pour his heart out…

Just as one of them was about to speak, the chime of the diner door caught their attention. They glanced toward the window to see Namjoon standing outside. Seokijn walked to him and they exchanged a few words. Namjoon played with Seokjin's collar before they disappeared from view hand in hand.

Yoongi and Hoseok looked across the table at one another, a puzzled expression as they tried to decipher what they saw. Hoseok reached his hand across the table, placing it over Yoongi’s. A surge of new emotions, unfamiliar and relatively intimidating, consumed his entire being. Naturally, he began to softly stroke the palm of Hoseok’s hand, accepting whatever may occur from that night forward. A simple thought crossed both of their minds…

What if…

#bts fanfction #bts angst #bts #writers on tumblr #fiction #min yoongi #jung hoseok #mild angst #sope fic #sope fanfiction #hoseok angst #mutual pining #childhood friends #pining #desire #bangtanwhq

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aamalaaa · 1 year

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tiny dancer (an ode to life)

pairing: jungkook x reader, hoseok x yoongi

genre: bandmates au, fluff and cheese, with an extra layer of chedar, this story takes place in 1971

warnings: none

a/n: I was feeling soft today, ayyy<3

word count: 1.1k

“How much time left?” You sigh, throwing your head back against the headrest.

You’ve been on the road for eight hours now, drifting in and out of consciousness here and there, writing ideas in your notepad, sighing again and again at how slowly time passes.

It’s not that you’re ungrateful, on the contrary, you’re so happy to be able to drive around the country doing what you love the most, accompanied by your chosen family.

It’s just that today has been so hot, and the air conditioning has stopped working in the rundown van you’re using to tour around the country, Jungkook’s van. And god, your ass is so sore from sitting down for such an extended period of time. You need to get out of this fucking van now.

Jungkook’s light airy laugh reaches your ears as soon as your whining stops and you send him a murderous glare. He quickly glances at you before focusing back on the road ahead, sneaking one hand on your thigh and giving it a squeeze while the other stays on the steering wheel.

“What’s so funny? My ass is sweating and as your loving girlfriend, I’m appalled by your lack of empathy.”

“Oh I’m sorry baby, I’m such a terrible boyfriend,” He coos, running his hand up and down on your soft flesh. You shiver, despite the insufferably warm temperature.

You cross your arms and pout as hard as you can, earning a loud chuckle from the man you love. You’re not really mad, it’s not his fault. You’re just a big baby and he knows it very well, hence his unserious reaction.

“My ass is sweating too,” Hoseok exasperatedly sighs, you nod solemnly in understanding.

Yoongi huffs in annoyance. “Everyone’s ass is sweating, stop complaining.”

You shoot him an unimpressed look. “I’d really like for us to stop talking about our sweaty asses please,”

He shrugs, completely unbothered. “You started it.”

“I don’t mind talking about your ass,” Jungkook grins.

You flush a bright shade of pink and slap his arm,

“Kookie!”

“Fucking gross, the both of you. I can’t believe I’m in a band with you guys,” Hoseok whines in fake annoyance. You know because he’s always been so supportive of your couple, being the one to convince your dumb asses to finally start dating a few months ago.

“Oh that’s rich coming from you, you guys can barely keep your hands off each other.” You smirk as you notice his ears reddening. Yoongi only rolls his eyes, shooting his lover an incredibly enamored smile.

“We can take a short break, though we only have like an hour or two left before we reach the hotel,” Jungkook shoots you a dazzling smile, you can only swoon at the sight.

Yoongi hums. “Probably best to do so if we want to stop hearing them both complaining.”

You narrow your eyes at him. “You couldn’t stop complaining last week when we were heading to Oklahoma.”

“True,” Jungkook adds, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Just stop at the next exit, yeah,” Yoongi groans, prompting a loud laugh out of both Hoseok and Jungkook. You giggle quietly at his flushed features.

God you love these people so much.

You soon stop at a gas station and immediately head out the door, chatting with your friends and stretching widely as Jungkook takes advantage of the break to fill up the tank.

You buy sodas and fifteen minutes later, you get back in the car, a little less annoyed than you were before.

“Thanks baby,” You lovingly say as Jungkook fastens his seatbelt.

The young man smiles bashfully,

“We needed to fill up on gas anyway,” He mumbles under his breath.

“Thanks anyway,” You reach out for his right hand and lean in to leave a soft kiss on his incredibly soft lips, smiling as you do so. He presses back, grinning in the process. You’re so in love with this absolutely endearing man.

You lean back against the seat, fastening your own seatbelt.

“Are we all good to go?” Jungkook cheerfully asks, his mood absolutely infectious. You don’t know how he manages to be so damn positive and radiant no matter the situation, you just know you couldn’t do this without him.

Everyone nods and your boyfriend drives away, turning the radio on as you embark once again on the highway. Only an hour or two, you can do this.

You all drive for a while, Hoseok and Yoongi playfully argue in the backseat as you try to the best of your abilities to decipher the road map in your hand, giving vague directions to a confused Jungkook.

The scorching hot afternoon slowly draws on, the sun soon starting to set as it paints the horizon all shades of orange, ochre and pink. It’s a beautiful spectacle and suddenly you feel very grateful for this chance you’ve been given to spend so much time with the people you love the most in the world.

You stare out the road and suddenly feel a warm large hand pick up your dainty one, engulfing it in a safe hold.

You look up to your lover, suddenly overcome by emotions as he lifts up your hand, leaving short sweet pecks on each of your knuckles.

You perk up as you hear the first few notes of one of your favorite songs playing on the shabby car radio, the sound a bit distorted but you couldn’t care less.

You squeal in delight as you turn the volume up, swaying to the melody in delight. Jungkook chuckles adoringly at your reaction, hand still holding your own.

“Oh I fucking love that song, turn it up,” Hoseok excitingly exclaims, you smile widely and up the volume again.

“Oh it’s Elton John’s new song right?” Yoongi perks in interest.

You turn towards him. “Yep!”

When the pre chorus embarks, you can’t help yourself and start singing along, the moment too beautiful for you to care about anything but here and now.

Jungkook squeezes your hand as he joins you with his harmonious voice, and soon, the four of you are loudly singing alone, smiling from ear to ear as you do so.

‘Hold me closer, tiny dancer

Count the headlights on the highway

Lay me down in sheets of linen

You had a busy day today’

You look at your loved ones, happily singing together as love quietly fills the air, and almost shed a tear.

Because this day is beautiful, the bond you share is as sturdy as steel, and as much as you like to complain, you wouldn’t like to be anywhere else but here, wrapped in a loving untouchable embrace.

You think these are the moments that make life worth living, moments that could easily pass you by if you didn’t bask in them.

You promise yourself to truly cherish them more.

taglist: @bwormie @fragmentof-indifference

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jemshopes · 1 year

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Open Wounds

--sope / yoonseok --angst, injury, harsh words

"It's like you never have time for me anymore."

"I'm just trying to do what we always wanted."

"WE? In case you haven't noticed, 'Seok, there is no we anymore. it's just you on that stage."

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Hoseok and Yoongi met during an audition that neither of them got. Fresh out of high school with no prospects and no money for higher education, not to mention no real talent in dancing, they were both laughed out of the building.

So Yoongi asked Hoseok if he wanted to go for a drink. Sure, they had no money to pay, but there were ways to get out of that. The bathroom windows in the bar were big and Yoongi knew for a fact he could fit through them. They deserved a pick-me-up after such a crappy day.

Within the month, they were roommates. Within the year, Hoseok had realised the hoard of girls he'd been traipsing through the apartment might have more to do with Yoongi than anything else. Within eighteen months, they were dating. And within two years their career was finally going somewhere. They were background dancers, improving, learning constantly, dipping their toes in the possibility of singing and acting. They were planning to conquer the world, produce albums, perform in stadiums.

And that was just what they did. They grew together, released songs, and signed with a music company. They were blissfully happy, in perfect sync.

Until they weren't.

It was their seven year anniversary and Yoongi had been planning the evening for weeks. He could have sworn he'd bought everything he needed to make dinner, but at the last minute he had to run down to the corner shop.

That was when the car hit him. And everything changed. Dancing, walking, singing, sometimes even speaking–he just couldn't do it. He slurred his words, got lost in the middle of sentences, He mixed up dates, forgot they had eaten dinner less than an hour after they'd finished it

Hoseok supported him through it all. He cancelled his performances. He put his solo album on hold. For two, long years. But, eventually, he had to work again. For himself and for money.

Yoongi went with him sometimes, when they could arrange it. He could walk now, although never for long without exhaustion setting in. But as much as he loved seeing Hoseok in his element on stage, the travelling wore him down and it hurt that he couldn't be out there too.

So he stayed home more often. Hoseok, steadily gaining success, was with him less and less. It wasn't perfect or what he wanted, but it was okay. He cooked dinner for Hoseok every night and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Then Hoseok began missing dinner. Yoongi found himself falling asleep on the couch waiting for Hoseok to come home. His dinners went cold. Eventually, he stopped bothering to make them. They all ended up in the bin or being his lunch the next day.

The arguments were small at first, over petty little things. Then they got bigger. Until one night that blended into the long list of nights Yoongi ate dinner alone, sat up alone, and showered alone, he drank two coffees and waited in the dark.

Hoseok got home at three in the morning and the fight they had was loud enough for the entire building to hear.

"It's like you never have time for me anymore."

"I'm just trying to do what we always wanted."

"WE? In case you haven't noticed, 'Seok, there is no we anymore. it's just you on that stage. The most I've done in the last three years is help produce a couple of songs. I can't even sing in them. There is no we, so don't try to make this into something you're doing 'for me'."

"It's not my fault you didn't look both ways when you crossed the road. I can't put my life on hold anymore just because you were careless."

It was those words that ended their relationship, Hoseok's burst of cruelty so vile and sudden that if he'd run Yoongi over with the intention of killing him it would have hurt less. They parted in hatred, bitter and proud.

Yoongi moved on with his life, forcing any reminders of Hoseok out of it. In some ways, it was easier than he expected. After all, he'd spent the last year with Hoseok working all the time.

Sometimes he saw Hoseok on the news. And it hurt, but it was okay. His life was better without Hoseok in it. He found a job he enjoyed, far removed from the world of performance. He went on dates, had sex. It was good. And he was only half faking it according to his therapist.

It was late at night, during a quiet get together with his close friends, that the doorbell rang, and he found Hoseok kneeling on the mat.

"I know this is five years too late and I don't expect you to ever forgive me, but I am so, so sorry."

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kiestrokes · 9 months

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@borahae-k ! Surprised to see this pick 👀 are we expanding? But also fuck, I forgot how much I love this silly little fic. Thank you for playing love 🩵

14. Give It to Me

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trifoliumrex · 11 months

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Let’s Burn Master List

So Here’s the thing. You died. Like dead dead. But there’s good news. Turns out the multiverse is real and Suga and Jay are going to make sure it doesn't happen again. If Yoongi and Hobi don’t get in the way. Or Worse yet the troublesome Kim Namjoon. Can they keep you safe when you don’t even know who they are? Or will Namjoon finally get what he wants.

A reader x J-hope x Suga fic

But also reader x yoongi

But also Hobi, and Jay. the multiverse am I right?

Word Count: aprox 32,000

Updates Friday

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#bts x reader #suga x reader #bts suga x reader #yoongi x reader #min yoongi x reader #jhope x reader #hobi x reader #hoseok x reader #sope fanfiction #jhope x suga #assault #non consensual touching #bts mafia au #multiple universes #tw rape #tw assualt #tw sui attempt #tw su1cide #LB

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helenamayhathaway · 7 months

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Chapters: 11/? Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga, side Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin Characters: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Namjoon | RM, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Seokjin | Jin, Manager Kim Sejin, Original Male Character(s), Lee Taemin Additional Tags: Paris (City), Paris Fashion Week, Model Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Model Park Jimin (BTS), Rapper Min Yoongi | Suga, Rapper Kim Namjoon | RM, Singer Kim Seokjin | Jin, imposter syndrome, Depression, Not Canon Compliant, Fashion & Couture, Social Media, Requited Love, Anxiety, Alternate Universe - Celebrity, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope is Whipped, Min Yoongi | Suga Is Whipped, Social Justice Activist Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, They both have depression for different reasons yay!, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope & Park Jimin are Best Friends, Kim Namjoon | RM & Min Yoongi | Suga are Best Friends, Happy Ending, Light Angst, Eating Disorders, no one actively has an eating disorder, but they have definitely had them before Summary:

Min Yoongi is South Korea's most popular rapper, but he is currently suffering through a pretty bad case of imposter syndrome.

Jung Hoseok is the most beloved former model turned social justice activist in the world, and he feels desperately alone.

They're both at Paris Fashion Week and despite never having met each other, the entire internet seems to think they're madly in love.

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hopepoint · 7 months

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Wildflours for the Soul

- M | chapters 3/? | 27k

Yoongi slips through the door and all of his thoughts clear as he melts into the chair closest to the counter. In the back of his mind, he wonders if Hoseok enchants the entryway to soothe whoever walks through it. Or maybe it’s just magic special to the one and only Jung Hoseok. Yoongi decides on the latter.

Opening up was never Yoongi's strength. In the wake of their jinx war, one Jung Hoseok is challenging that bit by bit because what is love if not overcoming the overwhelmingly scary ordeal of letting someone know you?

#sope #bts sope #namjin #bts ffs #bts au fanfic #bts fic #bts ff #sope fic #sope fanfiction

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