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thaw by mabyn ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
there’s no way seoul supermodel kim seokjin is going to let his former best friend min yoongi beat him again in their hometown’s annual ice fishing competition — or get him into his bed after. no. way.
the love, the thrill and you were there for me by kinskins ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
he stands there, unmoving, holding the key in his sweaty palm before he finally turns it. the door doesn’t open that easily and yoongi gulps as he steadies his stance and yanks a little bit.
the door clicks open.
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a story in which yoongi uses the key of seokjin’s apartment for various reasons and one time when he doesn’t need to.
code of conduct by 1995soulmates ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
somewhere between the first day of summer and the last, jeongguk teaches namjoon how to swim, and namjoon teaches jeongguk how to keep a secret.
our bodies are made of crushed little stars by tragicwithacapitalt ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
when yoongi returns home after being lost in space for 6 entire years, he's expecting the life he left behind to still be there. what he actually finds is that his husband, seokjin, has moved on in his absence, starting a new life with someone else. yoongi quickly realises that nothing is going to be the way it was before, and that he'll now have to share everything with one park jimin.
inside and out by aileron ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
“we, uh.” namjoon pauses like he’s looking for words. he glances up at the ceiling. “we have a guest who’s staying over in the guest bedroom for the time being.”
yoongi furrows his brows. “okay? why is that such a serious matter?”
“one of my classmates from uni reached out to me, she’s working as a psychologist consultant who specializes in—well, rather unique cases. she asked if I’d be able to help, it’s a bit of a delicate situation,” namjoon says. “apparently our guest—taehyung’s his name, by the way—he’s in need of a warm, loving environment. jihyo said she immediately thought our place would be perfect—and that we would be able to handle it.”
yoongi looks at all of them one by one, confused. “handle what, exactly?”
“he’s invisible,” jungkook blurts out.
-
or: taehyung has turned invisible due to continuous mistreatment. perhaps the chaotic yet loving environment of a household with six roommates is just the thing he needs to become visible again. and perhaps yoongi has a part to play in the process as well.
finger paint (a smile on his face) by almostsophie1 ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
it's probably not the most conventional way to meet someone, but as a single parent whose life, for the last five years, has consisted almost entirely of work and dad things (such as arguing over vegetable consumption and perfecting the art of on-the-fly storytelling), namjoon doesn't really get introduced to new people much anyway.
so, yes, he meets taehyung in the principal's office. and yes, namjoon's daughter bit taehyung's son for not sharing building blocks. and yes, the worst part of it all is that taehyung is kind and gorgeous and paint-splattered and steals the air right out of namjoon's lungs.
it’s fine. namjoon doesn’t overthink it at all.
sunny with a chance of lizards by sugarandmint ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
yoongi has problems with:
- his cat (though she can be cute sometimes)
- his friends (though he wouldn’t be able to live without them)
- his work (just needs to figure some things out, is all)
and now, apparently, yoongi also has a problem with dialing the right phone number and not falling for the nice stranger's voice on the other side.
songs i can't believe i forgot by deepslowpanic ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
"what about your shirt?" yoongi blurts before he can stop himself.
namjoon raises an eyebrow and looks down at himself, confused. "what about it?"
"i could..." he trails off. yoongi is pretty sure the grinning skull on namjoon's shirt is mocking him.
namjoon blinks. "you want to put your hands up my shirt?"
it sounds like a great idea when namjoon says it out loud.
really great.
the best.
-or-
winning tickets to a music festival is top tier. winning tickets to a music festival when it’s cold and you’re in only a t-shirt? less than perfect. but namjoon is warm and doesn’t brush off yoongi’s suggestion of putting his hands up his shirt for warmth. and it’s not a big deal, they’re friends, friends can do these things. until their eyes meet and the music swells and things become a bigger deal than intended.
prom? by starlit_tae ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
jungkook doesn't want to go to prom because he doesn't have a date.
enter kim namjoon, jungkook's older brother's hot best friend and long-time childhood crush, who very kindly offers to take him.
(spoiler: jungkook says yes. and then immediately has a breakdown.)
fingertips by moonboymin ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
“that’s my coffee.”
jungkook doesn’t hear him. he’s listening through the new bring me the horizon album, nose in his phone because hoseok is texting him some ridiculous story about his new arts ta, and he doesn’t hear him.
he glances up, makes a grab for the cup. someone touches his wrist, light fingertips. he blinks, eyes wide, and looks up.
“that’s my coffee,” he repeats, and jungkook stares.
this guy looks expensive. he’s in a suit that could honestly be worth more than jungkook’s entire closet, and jungkook wonders a little bit what the hell he’s doing in a tiny cafe downtown. he’s looking steadily at jungkook, palm held out in clear expectation.
jungkook bristles, a little. he’s not this guy’s assistant, or something.
and besides, he’s pretty sure it’s his coffee.
(or; jungkook meets park jimin, foremost ceo who owns half of korea, maybe, and very quickly has any and all of his expectations shattered.)
transatlanticism by polyjoon ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
namjoon takes a temporary six-month job in london. he didn't realize it'd be as lonely as it is.
i'm glad you're my first (first for everything) by heukhaneul ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
jimin wasn’t a prude, he just liked saving his firsts for everything for someone special. and, that special someone was min yoongi.
shouldn't i have this, shouldn't i have this by pearl_o ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
a carefully curated selection of objects found in the apartment shared by jung hoseok and min yoongi.
this moment for life by misspamela ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
can you be more of an obvious catfish
um what
cat. fish. who even has a body like that anyway, your abs scream photoshop
happy that we met each other by misspamela, pearl_o ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
jungkook is trying to adjust to life after military service. seokjin is dealing with his recent divorce and being a dad. everyone is trying their best.
i wouldn't know where to start by brightlight ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
“you’re exclusive,” hoseok says. he looks at yoongi expectantly, and yoongi nods. “you’ve been seeing each other for eight months.” another nod from yoongi. “you spend all your fucking time together. so you’re in love with him, right?”
yoongi screws up his face into something disgusted. “what the fuck? no. it’s a casual thing.”
++
yoongi and seokjin have been dating for a while now, and they've never been anything serious. except, yoongi's having trouble figuring out what exactly that means.
where your hand rests by jooniebeeCi ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*
he keeps noticing it. he notices it in the mornings when namjoon practically backhugs him while they’re both getting coffee, one hand around yoongi’s waist to steady him while the other reaches up past him for a mug. he notices it when he runs into namjoon on campus, running late for his night classes, and namjoon stops him to fix his hair, smoothing the strands down into place. he notices it when they’re standing around outside on a friday night with jimin and jungkook, trying to decide where to eat because no one feels like cooking, and namjoon has both hands on yoongi’s shoulders as he peers at restaurant reviews on yoongi’s phone.
yoongi suddenly becomes aware of two things: namjoon doesn't do a lot of physical affection, and namjoon is always touching him