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YUNG BLOOD

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Youtuber/ Tumblr blogger Au

“Alright fuckers,” Jimin drawled into his camera, watching the red light blip at one end, his gaze, misty and sluggish under his dropping eyelids.

The camera faced the floor. Jimin rubbed his sneakers against the dirty cement of the street that he and Taehyung were on. They had turned at some numbered board. Had it been a twenty-first or a twelfth?

“You did us good and dirty,” he mumbled as he ran over the last remnants of beer sitting on his lips, “We all had a good laugh. Didn’t we, TaeTae?”

Taehyung, who had a tendency to get smashed a few drinks in, growing all loose limbed with it all, flashed the camera an ear splitting grin. It was always a great idea to stop on the 2.5 count, stilling yourself immediately when you notice the drink splitting into a beautiful summer horizon.

A car honked at them as it whizzed by. Shoving his head outside of its large shutter, a man- a rather handsome, yet asshole-y looking man- yelled at them to get home and have their dinners.

“What a shithead,” Jimin commented to Taehyung, who curled his lip in appropriate distaste. He didn’t miss how Jimin was try to lick off all the alcohol he’d slugged over himself as if he were a toad but Taehyung did not comment on this since Drunk Jimin also held a tendency to be very mouthy.

Slobs, Taehyung decided, showed themselves after midnight.

Jimin mumbled back his line to his bleeping, and now water(or perhaps it was Taehyung’s Soju)-drenched videocamera, repeating the word ’shithead’ a few times for good measure.

Who would have ever thought that Jimin, perfectionist make-up guru extraordinaire, was a loud mouthed, shit-talking loser?

His best friend was in for a surprise when he woke up and saw the comments to his wonderfully adventurous live.

“Just ‘cause he looks so fucking, “ Jimin paused trying to think of the right word.

Watching the traffic lights flash green, Taehyung placed a hand on Jimin’s left shoulder to restrain him from going off into the congested streets. He tried to supply him with the useful bottomline, parting his mouth agape as it came to him, “Old?”

“Yeah, “ Jimin grumbled, placing a good sense of emphasis on his every word. “Since he’s so freaking old, he did not need to come for us, young people, like that.”

To think that Jimin’s followers had never heard him swearing before; it was hilarious. Taehyung breathed in the cold smokey air of the city, thinking about all the toner he was going to rub onto his face when they finally made it into their shared apartment, and leaned forward to hold Jimin’s camera, that had been facing the floor in a hopeless show of their city’s dirty puddles.

“If anyone’s watching this mess, “ Taehyung said. He made sure to put in a good amount of smiling and hair flipping to add to the visual. The poor souls staying up to watch his friend needed to be fed something. Taehyung could not just let them starve. “Thanks. Uh, show’s over, for real this time. Thanks for sticking by and-“

He mulled over what he could possibly say to make light of their hopelessly unappealing drunk rampage, “-have a good night!”

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Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, his glasses falling to the tip of his nose. It was almost midnight and his roommate was already snoring loud enough for Jungkook to want to hurl himself out of their beautiful, retro-aesthetic-themed apartment. His shirt smelt like the cheese puffs he had spilt upon himself watching Jimin flirt, giggle and mumble the night away through his shitty smart phone display.

Jungkook had classes the next day, morning classes, his conscience reminded himself sorrowfully. The room was too dark for him to attempt finding his pyjamas, Yoongi being too grouchy when awoken for him to even try the blind-eyed manoeuvre he was sure he had gotten down on his belt, so Jungkook simply settled to swaddling himself with his grey blanket in his ironman boxers.

A whole night- three complete hours- he had spent listening to it. The torturous mumbling, the laughing, the burping, Jungkook had stood through it all. His crush on Jimin was getting borderline unhealthy. Here he was, a talented young photography student, wasting his nights away for his tumblr(and occasionally Youtube) crush. Younger Jungkook would have been appalled.

To his defence, Jimin had begun the live with an innocent, “I’m going for one of those drunk do-my-makeup challenges”, smiling sweetly as he added that he could handle his liquor.

What Jungkook had not expected, was for Jimin to drink buckets and then proceed to spontaneously call his friend up for a “good old bar hop”, smiling vociferously as he did, as if he were an old sea captain.

He shut his eyes. He needed to get a minimal of four hours to at least function well enough to grasp the summary of the next day. Unfortunately for him, his head did not feel like shutting up.

Perhaps it was in a state of shock- Jungkook had never hear Jimin swear before.

However, Jungkook could not condone his crush for this awful state of limbo he was going through. The trauma had hit him hard and the words only died down as his head tipped itself off the mattress in nightly exhaustion, the sweetly voiced, yet undeniably dank words repeating inside his head in a beautifully half-assed British accent.

“Shitfuck, asshole, left butt cheek...” A smiling, blond-haired Park Jimin whispered, his voice a feather against the bones of his ears, as Jungkook drifted off into the beginning of a dream that began with Jimin again. Before the darkness and the concurrent light, Jungkook made a silent promise to himself that he would drop into Jimin’s dms- just to give a piece of his mind.

After all, he had been anonymous for far too long.

I’m not sure if we can submit works if we weren’t officially accepted as members or something, so please tell me if it is so, I will remove the tag.

On another note, I hope you enjoy it (tell me if you want this continued)

ao3 

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[chimilkeu]

it’s just business

[chimilkeu]

im so late to the party but i just finished the broadcast and felt the need to draw this adorable bun

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[chimilkeu]

can we bring back this style pls