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Dealing with a haunted apartment was one thing.
Jimin could handle that. He really could.
But dealing with a ghost from the past is another beast entirely.
And Jimin isn't sure who to blame for this mess—fate, himself, or the boy who broke his heart seven years ago.
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"You’re still—ah—a fucking know-it-all,” Jimin can help but pant, defiance fraying by the second.
“You loved it,” Jungkook mutters against his skin. “You loved me.”
Jimin can’t help the shiver that runs through him from the words. “You—” he starts, breath shaky, “you have no idea what I felt.”
“Then fucking tell me,” Jungkook growls into his mouth.
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Jungkook's eyes flick down before he can stop himself. Up close, he catches the faint outline of nipples under the white fabric, just above the tight curve of Jimin's underbust corset—and immediately tears his gaze away, clearing his throat.
“What’s with the costume?" He shouts over the music. "You lose a bet or something?”
He feels more than he hears Jimin’s chuckle, the sound vibrating through his palms where they still rest on Jimin’s waist.
"No. Just wanted to. Thought it was pretty.”
Or: Jungkook isn’t the biggest fan of wearing costumes, but he never turns down a party, and he doesn’t half-ass shit either. So when he's basically blackmailed into dressing up for Halloween, he manages to throw together a pretty decent wolf outfit. He expects to get drunk, maybe make out with a cute girl... What he’s not ready for is running into an old friend he hasn’t seen in years: Park Jimin, dressed as Red Riding Hood and apparently ready to tame a wolf tonight.
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Drunk and a little stupid, Jimin deems it a good idea to share with Jungkook his past feelings for him — unaware it would be what it takes to spiral both their constellations entirely into orbit, seeking for their overdue cosmical alignment.
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Ten years ago, their world didn’t end in fire. It drowned.
Salt in the lungs. Blood in the sea. Destruction.
A thousand eyes blinking in the dark, waiting.They said the breach was dormant. They said humanity had won.
But monsters don’t sleep. They wait.Now there’s Park Jimin—built from ruin, haunted by the monstrous ghosts of torture and pain, doomed to reach for a purpose that will never have his name on it.
And Jeon Jungkook—dishonoured and discarded. A shadow of former glory who was thrown a second chance.Their mission isn’t survival.
It’s descent.Two minds. One Drift.
Everything to lose.No Gods. No grave. Just the hunt.
Welcome to Mirewolf.
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In a home that called him a sinner, Jimin was taught to kneel for forgiveness and to swallow his shame.
Because that’s what good sons did. That’s what his faith demanded.
But no amount of prayer ever made him feel clean.
What did, somehow, was a boy with scraped knuckles, torn jeans, and a fire in his chest that never went out.
He was told salvation waited at the end of obedience.
But maybe it was never a place. Maybe it was a person.
Maybe it was Jungkook.

