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koofishy · 8 months

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Pink Screen (Yoonjin AU fanfic)

"One ticket for whatever he's watching."

Inspired by this twitter post and the fact that yoonjin are the og barbenheimer with their pink and black fits<3 I originally posted this as a twitter thread but decided to upload it here too, even if it's late for the trend lol. I hope you'll enjoy!

"One ticket for whatever he's watching."

The cashier smiles knowingly at the man. His black leather jacket and menacing glare are a little out of place at the movie theater, but she's never been one to judge.

"Cute, isn't he?," she nods towards the other guy who's already entering the screening room. The lighting catches on his soft blonde hair and pretty features, his oversized pink hoodie swallowing his wide frame cozily.

He seems like everything this newcomer isn't.

It's a harsh contrast but they do say opposites attract, so.

"Here you go, one ticket to the Barbie movie. Enjoy!," her grin widens as the man takes it from her and she winks for good measure. "And good luck!"

Yoongi stares at her, gaze piercing, until she starts to fidget uncomfortably in her seat. Then, he leaves without a word, following the pink man into the screening room.

It's dark inside, the commercials already playing on the huge screen. They paint the pink man's face in colorful hues and reflect in his eyes.

There are some other people, but their attention is either on their popcorn or the ads so Yoongi approaches the man without notice.

He's sitting in the otherwise empty last row. Yoongi sits down right beside him without a second thought.

There's an amused huff and Yoongi doesn't have to look away from the screen to know that the man is smiling.

"Hello, Officer," he hears the melodious voice, smugness evident in the tone. "You must miss me a lot, with how you're always in my tail."

"I have to keep an eye on you," Yoongi replies, cold and stern. He chances a glance at the other man, but he's looking at the screen, not at Yoongi.

His side profile is illuminated by the low lights. Yoongi's eyes stay on it for longer than intended, following the slope of the nose, the long eyelashes, the full lips.

"Take a photo, Min, that'll last longer."

Yoongi eyes snap up to meet those of the other man, dark gaze with a glint of mischief. The full lips curl into an ominous grin.

Yoongi starts talking before the man can spout any more nonsense. He keeps his face carefully emotionless as he says:

"I know you robbed that bank, Kim Seokjin."

The man pauses. His smile dims.

The next time he talks his voice is serious.

"You don't have proof."

Yoongi raises an eyebrow.

"I have witnesses."

They stare at each other. The movie is starting but neither of them cares.

Seokjin is the first to back down, exhaling and shaking his head as he leans back in his seat.

"So, you're here to arrest me?," he clicks his tongue. "A shame."

He stares up at Yoongi from under his lashes.

"As much as it would be an honor, Officer Min," Yoongi rolls his eyes on reflex, making Seokjin smile before he sighs, glancing at the screen. "I really wanted to see this movie."

Yoongi watches him carefully, without a word.

Then he turns back to the screen where Barbie is flying out of her pink dream house into her pink dream car.

He can feel Seokjin's eyes on him.

"What are you doing?," Seokjin asks. Yoongi shrugs.

"What does it look like?"

When he talks again, the grin is evident in Seokjin's voice.

"It looks like you're indulging the city's most wanted criminal in a movie date, Min Yoongi."

It's Yoongi's turn to huff a quiet laugh.

"Well, maybe I am," he mutters, glancing at Seokjin.

The man looks away quickly but not even the dark room can hide his pink ears. They match the color of his hoodie.

Yeah, Yoongi thinks, arresting can wait.

And so he gets comfortable, shrugging off his leather jacket and leaning back in his seat, knee knocking against Seokjin's lightly. He loosens his tie, too, then lets his arm hang over the armrest, palm turned suspiciously upwards.

It only takes a few seconds for Seokjin's hand to slide into his, fingers tangling and fitting together perfectly. They feel soft. Yoongi squeezes them barely noticeably and Seokjin squeezes back.

They stay like that for the rest of the movie and after that as well.

The cashier sends them a wide grin and a thumbs up when they leave the theater, still hand-in-hand. This must be how Cupid feels after a job well done, she thinks proudly.

And if Yoongi, how to say this, forgets to take Seokjin to the police station in the end, it's all on Barbie.

Criminal!Seokjin and Cop!Yoongi except they're too fond of each other to do their job properly<3 Don't be afraid to leave notes and comments, or share this fic with others, if you'd like <3 It really means a lot to me! Find me on AO3 and Twitter (I write there too) and you can ask or tell me anything here - please be kind with that tho^^

#bts fic #bts au #bts au fic #bts au fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #yoonjin #Yoonjin au #Yoonjin fanfic #Yoonjin fic #barbenheimer #fluff #I'm bad at titles #short and sweet #Criminal!Jin #Cop!Yoongi #my stuff

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deepslowpanicfics · 1 year

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♡ deepslowpanic Yoonjin Fics ♡

#yoonjin #yoonjin fic #yoonjin fanfic #yoonjin fanfiction #bts #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #fanfiction #kim seokjin #min yoongi #fanfiction masterlist #deepslowpanic fics

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kotarh · 7 months

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до сих пор считаю, что эти обложки для моих фма!юнджинов великолепны

прошло почти 2 года (с первой) и почти год (со второй), но как же они хорошо ложатся на это ау ↷

огненный алхимик, ким сокджин видел Истину. и это было последнее, что он когда-либо видел.

или история о слепоте и неожиданном прозрении, о Любви и Истине (пафосная и драматичная, как само фма✨)

((там кстати вот только-только обновление выложено. обложка к нему будет попозже))

#русский текст #фанфик #фикрайтер #kim seokjin #min yoongi #yoonjin #юнджины #yoonjin fanfic #crossover fanfic #it's crossover with fma brotherhood #Kim Seokjin as Roy Mustang #and Min Yoongi as Liza Hawkeye #ao3 tags #эстетика к фанфику #fanfic aesthetic #ao3 fanfic #my fic #my fanfic #fanfiction

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sunshinekosmos · 2 years

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at the tips of our entwined fingers

Yoongi’s a special sort of person– the kind of person who steadfastly refuses to say “I love you” but will drive three hours out of his way simply to pick up Hoseok’s favourite brand of muscle-ache cream or will postpone actual real-life work just to make sure Taehyung’s consumed something other than passion fruit bubble tea for the day. He didn’t sleep for a week when Jungkook got sick with the flu, and once he spent eight hours in the studio with Namjoon going over one single chord progression just because Namjoon needed him. Yoongi goes to every single one of Jimin’s dance performances even when they coincide with other appointments, and he’s brought Seokin to all his favourite restaurants in Seoul under the guise that he “doesn’t want to eat alone, hyung, please you’re doing me a favour.”

Seokjin thinks he’s not sure in particular, as he watches Yoongi unravel himself from the blanket to join Namjoon in rooting heavily against Monopoly due to capitalistic overtones, why he fell in love with him. He does know, however, that he never stood a fucking chance

***or; a non-linear account of yoonjin falling in love with all the parts of one another that you can read here on my ao3!

#og kosmos #yoonjin #yoonjin fic #yoonjin fanfic #yoonjin fanfiction #yoonjin ao3

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shibuinni3 · 19 days

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Uma Ajudinha Não Faz Mal, Né?

31/03/24; Capa para uso pessoal.

Kim Seokjin e Min Yoongi, BTS.

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angellen · 1 month

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⌕ Presas e poções

Capa feita no projeto @purplegalaxy7

Feito no dia 10/02/2024

ᨳ em caso de inspiração, me credite!

#capa de fic #bts #capa para social spirit #manipulação #capa manipulada #yoonjin #yoongi #jin #seokjin #purplegalaxy #angellen #capa de fanfic

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ravenesse · 4 months

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Top 12 fanfics of 2023 🎉

Happy new year to everyone! I wanted to use the chance to close off the year that just ended by celebrating the fics that left a big impression on me this year. I gave each of them a special award, depending on what I thought stood out the most in them, as I was reading the stories. Here it goes!

1- Life is (not) a Hallmark Movie by mellicindi

ROMCOM (SVSSS) 🏆

2- Fogged Windows by yuebingzm

SMUT (SVSSS) 🏆

3- The Rightish Reasons by AttilatheHun

ENSEMBLE CAST (BTS) 🏆

4- Miracle of Rare Devives by fringecity

CHARACTERIZATION (BTS) 🏆

5- CompletlyUnexpectedTrueIdentity by Mother of Pearl

WORLDBUILDING (BTS) 🏆

6- speak of the devil (and the devil shall appear) by mad1492, milkandhoney, sophisticatedyet

CONCEPT (HP) 🏆

7- on this shore we are all dead, vol 1. by sapph_of_the_seas

PLOT (HOTD) 🏆

8- I've got 400$ and a really bad idea by Cernunum

HUMOUR (SVSSS) 🏆

9- to be alone with you by taegizzy

ANGST (BTS) 🏆

10- Required Effort by sly___blue

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT (Durarara) 🏆

11- Songs of a Wayfarer by foxflowering

PROSE (SVSSS) 🏆

12- The Nuclear Family by Kloue

ALL-ROUNDER: CHARACTERIZATION/PLOT/PROSE/SMUT (AOT) 🏆

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A huge thank you to all the authors and the multiple fandoms I love for making the year so much better with their stories! See you again in 2024!

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hollyhomburg · 1 year

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Do I even have to say it… okay wait I do

shifter yoongi who owns and runs a tangerine farm, right next to strawberry farmer seokjin. Jin inherits the farm from his family and moves out because he’s tired of the huddle and bustle of the city. But…it turns out living in the countryside is lonely, just a lot of old people who want to talk for too long and ask him invasive questions.

seokjin just wants to meet his neighbor, the only other young person in the town- but every time he walks in the door to yoongis shop, the shifter gets so flustered by the other man’s face he shifts…

Jin’s half convinced that the cat is the actual legal owner of farm because of how the other customers act around him. Meanwhile the quiet town just knows yoongis a shifter and treats him like any other person.

Just thinking about kitty yoongi with his hat walking through town with a check in his mouth going to the bank to deposit it, the postman saying his hellos, the old lady at the corner telling him he’s got an of tangerine tarts coming in next week and if yoongi could deliver some tomorrow that would be lovely,

meanwhile jin just thinks there’s something wrong with this town. Fucking baffled why the whole town treats this cat like he’s a person.

Only one day- the cat just happens to be walking by the peir when jins doing his afternoon fishing and he hangs around? Jin feeds him bait fish and the little thing yowls when he reals in a tuna and follows him home before he scoots off to his own house making jin sad because he’s kinda lonely :( after moving here with all of his friends back in the big city.

It makes it worse when his neighbor puts a bag of tangerines in his mailbox with a small note of “thank you for the fish” and Jin’s just…completely baffled. It takes him 10 more fishing trips with the cat for him to narrow his eyes at them and be like “there’s something wrong with you”

only eventually, yoongi gets used enough to jins face that he stops shifting when he sees the other man, they end up chatting over their farm stalls and exchanging fruit. Which turns into helping jin with his tractor and then a fishing date and then a real date.

Yoongi only accidentally shifts because of seokjin one more time- when he leans in close to peck him on the cheek after their first date one second Jin’s cupping yoongis cheek and the next theyres fur under his lips and a familiar cat in his arms!

“Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because! I liked the fish!”

#bts fluff #bts #bts au #bts fanfic #min yoongi fic #yoonjin

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depressedhouseplant · 2 months

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🔞 Just Fucking Write - Day 69 🔞

Prompt: Yoongi is a total cockslut and his boyfriend indulges him

Tags: Unprotected sex, rimming, Taehyung is traumatized, hair pulling

A/N: Full disclosure - this is actually a repost of a repost. It started as a thread on Twitter, then I transferred it to AO3, & now it’s here with some editing from the original. You’ll see today’s 100 words somewhere else 😏

Usually they’ll be in bed and Yoongi will wake up from a nap. Jin was reading in bed while Yoongi was napping. Half asleep, Yoongi reached over and started pawing at Jin’s pants.

“It’s that time is it?” Jin asked, looking down at him over the top of his book.

“Mmhmm,” Yoongi noised, wrestling with the button on Jin’s jeans. He finally picked up his head and got Jin’s pants open. Jin lifted his hips so Yoongi could pull down his pants & underwear. Jin went back to his book while Yoongi worked him to hardness.

“Missed this,” he mumbled, still not quite awake.

“All yours again,” Jin smiled at him before turning the page. When Jin was completely hard, Yoongi grabbed the lube and doused Jin’s cock. One time they all got drunk and had a literal dick comparing contest. Yoongi was quite smug when his boyfriend won by a long shot.

Yoongi pulled off his sweats and underwear. He reached back to open himself up, but not much. He loved how Jin stretches him. Once the initial burn passed of course.

Yoongi lowered himself onto Jin’s cock, moaning loudly as he quickly bottomed out. Jin smiled to himself, but didn’t look up.

“So full,” Yoongi moaned.

“Happy?” Jin asked, rubbing Yoongi’s side.

“Uh huh,” Yoongi dropped his head back, pushing his hands against Jin’s hips.

“Enjoy yourself, babe,” the older man told him even though Yoongi didn’t really need permission. He started grinding on his boyfriend’s cock making no effort to stay quiet. They’d been apart for almost a month and Yoongi missed their routine. They’d been together long enough that Jin hardly even noticed anymore. He’d periodically hum or rub Yoongi’s side, but mostly left Yoongi to enjoy Jin’s cock as he pleased. They both know when Yoongi actually wanted sex and not just to ride Jin. After a month of not seeing each other, the couple is well aware that Yoongi’s cock slut side will dominate for at least a week.

“Fuck, Jinnie. I missed this so much. That dildo you gave me wasn’t the same,” Yoongi whined.

“I’m sorry, love. I tried. I even measured for you,” Jin told him.

“I guess I just...need you,” he grunted as he started to bounce on Jin’s dick.

“Nice to know you’re gonna keep me around,” the older man grinned.

“A-always,” Yoongi breathed, leaning closer into Jin’s chest. Then someone knocked on the door.

“Yeah?” Jin called.

“It’s me. Are you watching porn in there?” Taehyung asked through the door.

“Nope, no porn,” Jin replies. Tae opened the door to the sight of Jin sitting on the bed with his pants partially pulled down and Yoongi naked from the waist down bouncing on Jin’s cock.

“Holy fuck, Seokjin! You could’ve told me you’re having sex!” Taehyung turned his head.

“Eh, not really,” Jin shrugged. “What did you need?” Jin put his book down and Yoongi was pressed against his chest, moaning and whining.

“I don’t remember now,” Taehyung said.

“You should try this sometime. It’s a great way to bond as a couple,” Jin said.

“By having someone walk in on you?!” Tae still hadn’t totally processed what he’s half seeing and definitely hearing. Jesus, Yoongi’s loud.

“Ever have Jimin just ride you until he comes?” Jin asked.

“No! We have sex! Like normal people!” Taehyung protested.

“Something you might want to consider,” Jin put his hand on Yoongi’s back as he rode him even harder. “I’m sure Yoon would agree with me if he wasn’t so preoccupied.”

“I...you...bye,” Taehyung closed the door without another word.

“Only trying to help,” Jin said, mostly to himself. “You close?”

“S-soon,” Yoongi grunted into Jin’s neck.

“Okay,” Jin replied. He picked his book up and started to read over Yoongi’s shoulder. When he felt Yoongi start to shudder around his cock, Jin put the book back down and moved Yoongi just enough so he can take off his shirt. It only took once for him to learn he didn’t like getting come on his shirt. Yoongi circled his arms around Jin’s neck. As Jin rested his hands on Yoongi’s lower back, the younger man came in a fit of keening and bucking - his cock smacking against Jin’s stomach. He came for what seems like forever, but likely just the product of a month of pent up orgasms. Yoongi slumped against Jin when he finished, ignoring the sticky come on both of them.

“Staying,” he muttered into Jin’s neck.

“That’s fine,” Jin replied. He’s still hard and nowhere near coming. Yoongi will fall back asleep for a bit, still on Jin’s cock. Then he’ll wake up and shamelessly abuse the older’s impressive dick again. Jin thought how much he missed it too as he felt Yoongi lull into sleep. Nothing could replace the feeling of his completely sated boyfriend asleep on his chest and a good book.

Yoongi stirred against Jin’s chest. He’d gotten off twice since Taehyung walked in on them earlier. Jin was still chuckling to himself about that.

“Ready for another round?” Jin asked, ruffling Yoongi’s hair. The younger man gives him a sloppy, lazy kiss.

“Sex,” he whined a little.

“So you actually want me to fuck you now?” Jin laughed.

“Please,” he rubbed his nose against Jin’s.

“How should I take you? From behind? On your back? I definitely think you’ve ridden me enough,” the older man kissed him.

“From behind. I always feel so dirty spread open for you like that,” Yoongi replied.

“And I love seeing you spread open for me like that. Nice and wide for me. Ready to ruin you,” Jin put his hands on Yoongi’s hips.

“Fucking ruin me, Jinnie. Please,” he whined.

“Up you go, baby,” Jin guided Yoongi off his cock. It’s a little sore from being ridden hard for several hours, but that won’t stop him. Jin got a raging case of blue balls after the third time Yoongi came.

Yoongi rolled over on his stomach and stuck his ass in the air, practically presenting to Jin. The older man couldn’t resist.

He mouthed at one of Yoongi’s perky asscheeks and ran his fingers around the rim. Yoongi whimpered. Jin pressed gently without actually entering him.

“Jinnie...not fair,” Yoongi whined.

“What’s not fair, baby?” the older man picked up his head and rested his chin on Yoongi’s ass, still teasing his hole.

“You’re teasing,” Yoongi pouted.

“I think I’m allowed a little teasing. You’ve come 3 times and I haven’t come at all,” Jin massaged the other cheek. Yoongi whined in protest, but didn’t move. Jin grazed his teeth across the perfect white skin of his boyfriend’s ass. Jin wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s thighs and dipped the tip of his tongue into the younger’s pulsing hole.

“Fuck Jinnie!” he gasped. Jin giggled against his rim causing Yoongi to squirm. He pressed his tongue in further, holding Yoongi in place. Yoongi loved it when Jin used his tongue. After being apart for a month, Jin can practically feel Yoongi falling apart. He picked up his head and kissed Yoongi’s lower back.

“Why’d you stop?” Yoongi panted.

“Because it’s not time for you to finish yet, baby,” Jin sat up on his knees and put fresh lube on his rock hard cock. He knew he wouldn’t last long, but he was determined to try. Yoongi whined loudly at the empty feeling. Jin didn’t make him wait long as he thrust hard into him. Yoongi grunted and slid forward on the bed.

“Better, baby?” Jin asked, weaving his fingers in his boyfriend’s hair.

“Yeah,” he panted. Jin pulled him up onto all fours and began pounding into him. Yoongi was loose from sitting on him all afternoon, but it still felt good to be inside him. It still felt good to feel him contract around his cock as he struggled to keep his breath.

“Jinnie, Jinnie, please,” Yoongi whimpered.

“What, baby?” the older man asked, still holding on to Yoongi’s hair.

“Harder,” tears were starting to roll down the younger man’s cheeks. Jin tightened his grip in Yoongi’s hair and pulled his head back.

“Since you said please,” he replied, placing his other hand on Yoongi’s shoulder. He began to ram his cock into the smaller man, completely manhandling him. Yoongi moaned and whined giving no thought to the other five residents of the house. Jin saw Yoongi start to claw at the sheets.

“You ready to come for me, baby?” his voice was deep with need, his own orgasm tickling between his legs.

“Yes, yes...” Yoongi whimpered. Jin slammed into him one, two more times then Yoongi came hard all over the sheets below him, shaking under Jin’s grip. In spite of his best efforts, Yoongi’s orgasm tipped Jin over the edge. He let go of the younger man’s hair and falls across his back, thrusting hard into him as he came with the force of a lost month. He buried his face between Yoongi’s shoulders gasping his name like it was his dying breaths. When they finished, Yoongi dropped down with Jin on his back.

“I missed this,” Yoongi said, already half asleep and fucked out.

“Me too,” Jin agreed as he played with Yoongi’s hair.

“I love you,” Yoongi says quietly.

“I love you too, baby,” Jin replied. “Sleep well.”

“You too,” Yoongi yawned.

And they fall asleep that way, not a care in the world.

#just fucking write 2k24 #minors dni #bts smut #bts fanfic #BTS Yoonjin #Yoongi x Seokjin #yoongi x Jin

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channieblossoms · 5 months

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Crash On Through

by fairytalefluff on ao3 (that’s me)

pairing; seokjin / yoongi

length; 41k

rating; M

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“Go… away,” Yoongi wheezes.

Seokjin clicks his tongue. “Gladly, Sweetheart,” he says. “But if I were you, I’d hop on with your old friend before you end up in the back of that patrol car over there. It is awfully close to us, isn’t it?”

Yoongi gives him a look, then peeks over his shoulder. They’re gonna spot him any minute.

“I don’t need your help,” he lies. “Besides, how do I know you’re not gonna turn me in anyway?”

“I think you do need my help, actually,” Seokjin says, eyes rolling, ignoring the question. “You’re in no shape to outrun a car.”

“I can outrun them just fine, I’ve done it before.”

Seokjin considers him for a second, head tilting. Yoongi feels scrutinized under his gaze.

And then, in a split second, the car is speeding towards them, the cops having spotted them by the fence.

“Yoongi,” Seokjin says urgently, hand outstretched, “trust me.”

Yoongi really has no reason to. But it’s either this or jail, so he takes the hand.

( Yoongi has been alone all his life, save for his favourite tree. He doesn’t need anybody and that’s the way he likes it.

But it only takes one person to change everything. )

#bts fic #yoonjin #yoonjin fic #bts fanfic #bts #seokjin #yoongi #myfic #mystuff #crash on through #hi hello i finished smth finally

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koofishy · 6 months

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Yoonjin AU fanfic

Seokjin is excited to go to school.

The alarm clock goes off with a loud rattle and 7-year-old Seokjin's eyes snap open, dreams and tiredness slipping away from them instantly.

He jumps out of bed, pulling on the clothes he prepared the day before, then rushes to the bathroom.

His brother, barely awake, is already there, trying to wash the sleep from his eyes. He gives Seokjin an incredulous look.

"How are you so... alive?," he mumbles. "Second grade is not that exciting, you should calm down..."

Seokjin ignores him in favor of washing his face and giving himself a wink with a finger gun in the mirror. Then, he goes for breakfast.

His mom watches in concern as he gobbles down the food, not even chewing it properly.

"Slow down, little one, before you choke!," she warns.

Seokjin nods hastily and swallows a huge bite, to his mom's horror. Before she can say anything else, he jumps up from his seat and runs up to her.

"I'm going now. See you after school, mom! I love you!"

He gives her a hug and a quick kiss and bolts out the door.

Then he runs back. He suddenly seems unsure, shifting from one foot to the other, pulling on his little shirt.

"Do I look okay?"

His mother frowns.

"Of course you do, honey. You look great. Very handsome. But why-"

"Nothing, just asking!," Seokjin says quickly. "Bye!"

And he's gone again, for real this time.

His mother can only stare after him in confusion.

"Have a nice day," she mutters even though he can't hear her.

It's unusual to see Seokjin so happy to go to school. He wasn't like this last year, but this enthusiasm is a nice change.

Seokjin is panting by the time he reaches the school building. The tiny, wilted dandelion he picked from a nearby patch of grass looks miserable in his small hand, but he holds it with determination.

He goes inside, walks down the corridor, and enters the classroom.

Some kids are already there, chattering and playing with each other. Seokjin pays no mind to them. His sole focus is on the desk in the last row.

He takes a deep breath, and approaches it.

The small boy sitting there looks up curiously when Seokjin stops in front of him.

He's little, even shorter than Seokjin. He has dark hair and dark eyes and looks a bit like a cat. Seokjin thinks that's cool.

He's also very quiet.

He's in the first grade, so he doesn't know the other kids yet, hasn't made many friends. He just sits alone in the back of the class.

Seokjin has wanted to go up to him since the first day, but only found the courage now.

He clears his throat, shuffling on his feet.

"Hi," he says to the boy.

"Hi," the boy says back, not really looking at Seokjin. He seems shy.

Seokjin's little heart wobbles as he extends his hand towards him.

"I brought this for you."

The boy's eyes widen as he looks at the dandelion on Seokjin's palm. He looks like he wants to reach for it, but then holds himself back.

"Really?," he asks, unsure.

Seokjin nods.

"Yes," he gulps. "Do you like it?"

The boy stares at the flower for a few moments. Then, carefully, he reaches out and takes it from Seokjin.

He stares at it some more in his own hand, holding it like it's something very important.

And then...

He looks up at Seokjin.

And Seokjin's heart doesn't just wobble anymore. It jumps.

Because the boy has the most prettiest smile on his face. His pink gums are showing and his eyes are turning into tiny crescent moons.

"I really like it," he says. Then, he adds: "I'm Yoongi."

Seokjin can fel his ears burning red.

"Hi Yoongi," he says. He's smiling wide too, feeling light and bubbly. "Nice to meet you!"

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The alarm clock goes off with a loud rattle and 37-year-old Seokjin's eyes snap open, dreams and tiredness slipping away from them instantly.

He jumps out of bed, pulling on the clothes he prepared the day before, then rushes to the bathroom.

He gets ready quickly, washing his face and giving himself a wink with a finger gun in the mirror.

He gobbles down breakfast, barely chewing it properly. He cleans the plates after that, and the other set of utensils left on the table.

He brushes his teeth, and puts the toothbrush next to the other one after he's done.

Then, he bolts out the door.

He comes back after a second to check himself in the mirror. He pulls his shirt down a little, sets his hair.

"Handsome," he concludes.

Then, he's gone for real.

He's panting by the time he reaches the school building. The colorful bouquet looks a little frazzled in his hand, but he holds it with determination.

He goes inside, walks down the corridor, and enters the teachers' room.

Some people are there already, chattering and copying papers. They greet him and he nods back with a friendly smile, but doesn't pay much attention to them.

His sole focus is on the desk in the adjacent room.

He knocks on the open door but goes in without waiting for an answer.

The man behind the table looks up at him curiously. There's a smile, barely noticeable, in the corner of his mouth and in the twinkle in his eyes.

Seokjin's heart jumps.

"Good morning, Mr Principal," he says, stopping in front of the desk. He brings forward the flowers with a theatrical flourish. "I brought these for you. I hope you'll like them."

The man rolls his eyes fondly and stands up from his seat, walking around the table.

"You shouldn't have," he mumbles, taking the bouquet from Seokjin and smelling the flowers with a soft smile. "But thank you. I love them."

Seokjin grins. He feels light and bubbly.

"I hope you'll like what I planned for dinner, too. We have to celebrate your first week as the boss!"

Yoongi looks up from the flowers.

He's still shorter than Seokjin, but he's gotten broad. His hair longer, too, his stance more sure.

He's still quiet, but when he talks, it's with confidence and respect. And he jokes around as well, makes friends of colleagues easily. They love him.

Seokjin loves him, too. Very very much. And he knows the feeling's mutual.

Yoongi's dark eyes soften as he looks at him. His gaze is tender, full of warmth. He steps closer, hand reaching out to cup Seokjin's face, and holds it like it's something very important.

And he smiles.

It's the most beautiful thing in the world. His pink gums peak out and his eyes turn into crescent moons.

He caresses Seokjin's cheek gently. His touch leaves behind a pink hue, and Seokjin can feel his ears burning.

"Can't wait," Yoongi says sweetly and Seokjin smiles.

The matching bands on their fourth finger glint in the lights.

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hopepoint · 8 months

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had polytan thoughts on my drive home but what if the boys are all together, maybe staying in a hotel for some kind of promotion.

yg's room next to sj's because the younger wanted to be a little closer to his hyung (even though they live less than 10 min away from eo)

and vmin naturally find each other's rooms, but when th gets there jk is already in jm's room so they enjoy their time together until they all itch to bug their eldest hyung sj, so of course they tumble into his room grinning and bubbly with excitement-

except, yg beat them there, sitting right next to the bed in an armchair that is a little too small for his body to be curled into it along with his laptop balancing on the armrest. th ends up curled at the base of the chair, his hair tickling yg's legs but he doesn't care

because it's been too long since this many of them were in one place. yg types something up as th hums underneath him and eventually, he lowers his legs so th can wrap himself closer.

when they got there jm and jk settled on the bed, im now scrolls at the foot of the bed while jk watches sj play a video game on his laptop, both of them crunched against the headboard. Yet, they both manage to tangle their legs with jm's in an odd jumble of limbs.

and sj can't even falsify annoyance when jk knocks his knee against his be it means he is actually there, it means there aren't kilometers of space and a phone screen separating them from eo. he is really there, hugging his waist and shoving his short-haired head into his neck.

eventually, th makes it to the bed flopping on jm who wiggled his way between sj and jk's legs. the two sleepily groan from th's impact but jm's laugh drowns them out. he tells them hs went to his room and is now texting him asking if he is still awake.

because hs knows jm has him on emergency bypass, all of them do. of course they do. so jm's phone continues to chirp w/ea of hs's texts until jm tells him sj's room number. because of course hs looked for him, worried he fell asleep without brushing his teeth after an exhuasting plane ride.

and when hs gets there he finds nj nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot t in front of sj's door. he is so lost in thought when hs wraps his arm around his much wider waist he jumps. his already red ears burn more and he asks if they are still awake.

be of course even if nj wanted to go in he would rather walk away from a room full of comfort than bother them by waking them all up after an exhausting day.

he puts them first always. and hs knows when to push, so he squeezes the taut muscle of ni's side and knocks on the door. and when it opens he pushes nj inside, pushes him toward the five people who look to him for comfort like he does them.

hs makes a beeline for m and th, flopping onto their tangled bodies which naturally make room for him like a lost piece of their puzzle. but still nj lingers at the foot of the bed, hand clutching the comforter watching the five in bed slowly melt closer together.

then a hand in his, if he could call it that, it's the tips of yg's fingers tracing his calloused palm and then wrapping around his wrist. his touch light and soft, giving him ample opportunity to untangle himself from his grasp. but of course he doesn't, of course he follows.

he follows him to the other end of the room and they grab the couch pressed against the wall, slowly and sleepily they maneuver it to jk and sj's side of the bed.

nj motions for yg to take the side closest to the bed, closest to everyone else, but y coxes him onto that side with that same soft grasp. groggily sj groans about jk rolling over to spoon ni, but the eldest still tucks himself behind the younger in a warm embrace.

yg tucks his head under nj’s chin resting his cheek against his chest, and nj feels him relax against him. slowly, after he is sure everyone has fallen asleep, soft shores filling the room, nj falls asleep. all of them tucked away in a room full of their greatest comforts.

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[ ! ] upcoming [ ! ] 📹 title: HIT;RECORD 📹 pairing: fratboy!yoongi x fuckgirl!reader(f) x jock!seokjin 📹 rating/genre: m (18+) ; fwb/f2l(??) ; university au ; smut 📹 summary: you’ve been losing every single bet your friends have thrown at you. tired of striking the hell out, you’re determined to win the biggest one that everyone has a stake in. what you don’t quite expect, though, is that there’s more than one person willing to help you. 📹 note: i... let’s just say that i have nothing to add right now other than no one talk to me after this drops lmfaoooo this one’s another one for the yoonjin babes<33 📹 warnings: cursing, recording🧍‍♀️, explicit scenes, 3some, chains but are we shocked, full warnings to be listed on drop day! 📹 est. word count: 5-10k 📹 est. drop date: august 30th, 2022🧍‍♀️ 📹 other links: masterlist 📹 taglist form (18+ ONLY): ⇥ anonymous, no emails collected ⇥ includes optional teaser! ⇥ HERE

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minisugakoobies · 11 months

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This one is for @thatlongspringnight, who asked for YoonJin and prompt #10 - tracing your lovers features as they peacefully sleep. Julie, you picked such a sweet prompt for our soft boys 🥺 I hope you like it. 💕

Title: For Always Pairing: Seokjin x Yoongi Genre: Established Relationship, Non-Idol!AU Warnings: it's just super fluffy! but maybe a lil angst?

Jin thinks sometimes that Yoongi works too hard.

He'd never say it to his boyfriend's face. Well, that's not entirely true, he's said it a million times. But always under the guise of a joke. That's what Jin does. He cracks wise. Makes light of a bad situation. Does everything in his power to make Yoongi laugh.

But beneath the frivolity of it all, Jin worries. He fears Yoongi pushes himself too much. And for what? They're already comfortable, living in a nice condo, able to afford nice meals and occasional vacations.

Like the one they're on now. Cozied up together in a cute cabin by a lake. A secluded little oasis in the mountains, where Jin can fish to his heart's content while Yoongi naps on the porch.

Even here, Yoongi can't let himself fully relax. Jin knows he's been checking his emails. Stressing himself out over problems that, in the grand scheme of things, don't mean shit. But they mean something to Yoongi. So that means something to Jin.

Jin sighs, wrapping the sheets around him tighter as he rolls onto his side. It's the middle of the night. A soft breeze wafts in through the open window, stirring the dark hairs framing Yoongi's face as he slumbers. Jin sighs again, taking in his boyfriend's pretty features - the round button of his nose, the pouty curl of his pink lips.

Gently, he reaches out a hand to stroke Yoongi's cheek. Yoongi hums in his sleep, a deep rumbly sound. His head tilts, like he's nuzzling against Jin's fingers, seeking more of his touch. So Jin continues to run the back of his hand over Yoongi's cheekbones, caressing the soft skin there. Jin wonders what Yoongi's dreaming about. Hopefully something good. Like he deserves.

In the morning, Jin'll make breakfast. He'll pack everything up for the trip home - which Jin will drive. Jin will do the laundry at home, make them dinner, help ease them back into their daily routines.

It's the least he can do. If Yoongi's going to work too hard for the two of them, so will he. Because they're in this together. For always.

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