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ʙᴛs ﹢ ғᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʙs [₃/∞]
↳ yoonji’s hoe™
apologies to all yoonmin shippers!
dt; all my fellow yoonseok stans ❥ @omfgbts @spookyagustd @hobijoon
ʙᴛs ﹢ ғᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʙs [₁/∞]
↳ yoongi’s love for hot wings you
dt; yoongi’s thirst hoes™ aka the best yoonhoe squad in history ❥ @ahoneyyboyy @yoongsb @jimeolk
ʙᴛs ﹢ ғᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʙs [₄/∞]
↳ V’s confession
ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ: “if I know what love is, it is because of you ♡”
happy birthday, honey-petal-chocolate ♡ @taehungies
x x
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↳ 170901 정국 Log ⇢ Jungkook’s birthday speech
- ̗̀ happy birthday, Jeon Jeongguk ♡ 97/09/01 (20/21 y/o) ̖́-
Once upon a time
5:30 AM. istanbul. kadıköy.
the smell of fresh dough is the only thing that makes sense this early.
ada's hands work—kneading, folding, shaping. muscle memory. meditation. survival.
buzz. buzz. buzz.
the family group chat. again.
"you didn't come to the gathering." "babaanne is asking about the doctor's son." "you can't hide in that bakery forever."
she silences it.
here, in the warmth of the oven and the quiet hum of dawn, she's not a disappointment.
she's just a baker.
and that's enough.
evening. the bookstore on istiklal.
ada has a corner. back left. window seat. tucked away from the world.
tonight: neruda. poetry about longing by someone who understood that some feelings don't have words.
the door chimes.
a man enters.
tall. quiet. tired eyes.
he gravitates toward poetry. not close enough to be obvious. close enough that ada feels him.
she pretends to read.
but she's hyperaware:
the sound of pages turning
the way he runs his hand through his hair
how he glances toward her corner
he picks up rumi.
their eyes meet.
two seconds.
long enough to register. short enough to deny.
he leaves without buying anything.
but something has shifted.
dinner. the yılmaz home. moda.
eight people around the table.
babaanne at the head. sharp eyes. missing nothing.
"ada, why do you always look so tired?"
uncle hakan: "busy with the bakery or busy avoiding your responsibilities?"
aunt sevgi: "a woman needs more than just work."
ada's father defends her. but even his protection has limits.
babaanne leans forward:
"your grandfather wants to see you settled before... you know."
settled.
the word hangs like smoke.
it doesn't mean happy.
it means controlled.
three days later. café rumeli. cihangir.
"one americano. and... the almond croissant? the one with orange zest?"
ada looks up.
it's him.
the man from the bookstore.
their eyes meet.
longer than two seconds this time.
long enough that her heart races.
"that's our best seller."
"i know."
he says it like he's been waiting to say it.
when he leaves, there's a note under his tip:
"the croissant was perfect. —JK"
that night.
ada texts her best friend:
"there's this guy."
"i don't know anything about him except he reads poetry and he remembers what i bake."
"that shouldn't matter."
"but it does."
thursday. the bookstore. 7:07 PM.
he enters exactly twenty minutes after her.
deliberate.
he sits across from her corner.
they don't speak.
but the silence is electric.
then—
they both reach for the same book.
hands almost touch.
pull back.
nervous laughter.
"sorry."
"it's okay."
ada makes a choice:
"are you looking for something specific?"
"poetry. about longing."
she hands him nazım hikmet.
their fingers touch.
neither pulls away.
"i'm jungkook."
"ada."
names.
everything has changed.
the next morning.
family group chat explodes:
aunt sevgi: "there's a young man at the café. who is he?"
mom: "ada, is there something you need to tell us?"
ada's stomach drops.
she's been caught.
this is how it starts.
a small observation.
then suddenly: the whole family is involved.
she thinks about his note.
his smile.
the way he makes her feel seen.
and she realizes:
this is going to get complicated.
because in her world, nothing stays simple.
especially not love.
to be continued...
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