Interviewer: what do you like to do in your free time?
Namjoon: read
Jin: cook with the maknaes
Hoseok: dance!
Yoongi: lay on the floor and stare into an eternal abyss of my own emptiness and contemplate life

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Interviewer: what do you like to do in your free time?
Namjoon: read
Jin: cook with the maknaes
Hoseok: dance!
Yoongi: lay on the floor and stare into an eternal abyss of my own emptiness and contemplate life
Yoongi Naver x Dispatch
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Hi, may I get an astrology ship with BTS, GOT7 & SHINee, please? I‘m a Cancer and my chinese zodiac sign is Ox. Thanks so much in advance!! 💕
Your BTS match is:
Yoongi (72% match)
Your GOT7 match is:
Jaebum (84% match)
Your SHINee match is:
Taemin (85% match)
56 + situation 12 with yoongi? thanks in advance <3
56. We’ve been waking up like this for 3 years.12 - Finally home after a hard day
The apartment was cold and empty during the day when both of you went to work. The walls screamed from loneliness until you came home from the small office cubicle you worked in.
The feeling of kicking off your shoes and taking a deep breather in the safety of your home could be compared to a warm spring day or a crispy winter walk when the ground is white all-over.
The only difference was that Yoongi rarely came back from work at a humane hour. He always stretched his days to the little hours of the night and had such inspiration, that leaving the unfinished beat would as well be considered a crime.
“What about having dinner like an ordinary couple?” You would always question him about the value of actually sitting down for dinner and talking about your day.
The door creaked and sighed when someone pushed it open. A tired Yoongi appeared in the hallway with his arms full of work stuff and a Gucci bag as well as a brown takeout bag spilling with your favorite servings.
“Where are you?” he croaked, his throat dry from rehearsing over and over again. A head popped through the corner and locked eyes with his dark eye bags the size of the moon.
“I smell takeout.” You chirped and went over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “I already set the table.”
“The work’s getting together,” he stuffed his mouth with more rice. “It’s amazing, how at first I thought I wasn’t going anywhere with it. The entire mixtape is almost done.” He was shining with pride and the aura he spread around him was enough to light up the entire room and power your television.
“I’m proud of you.” You reached across the table and grabbed his hand for a moment. “You inspire me everyday.” The sudden confession stained your cheeks in red embarrassment, but Yoongi looked at you with a shining smile.
The dishes were done together, like every night but with Yoongi insisting on doing the washing. “You can dry them if you want, but washing is fun.”
“I think we should really get ourselves a washing machine.”
Sleep was pushing your eyelids to close and drift off to a deep slumber, but Yoongi’s warm body pressed against you, his arms gently wrapping around your waist. A silence set between the two of you as you listened to his heartbeat beating like a racehorse in full action.
“Did you notice we’ve been waking up like this, you against me, every day for almost three years?”
Turning around to face him, you pressed your soft lips against his temple, nose and lips. “I wish- I wish we could be together more often.”
A second silence fell but Yoongi wasn’t annoyed or frustrated at you. Rather, he felt guilt for coming home late and just bringing takeout when you two could actually have fun and cook together.
He would love to steal kisses in between mixing and boiling and setting the table. He could almost see how flustered you would get, and then go and get revenge for it. His lips pulled upwards into a smile as he closed his eyes.
“I know baby.” He brushed his lips against your nose. “We’ll definitely spend more time together. I promise.”
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