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It doesn’t really matter at this point. All Johnny knows is that Taeyong is dating Doyoung, and that he’s seeing Taeyong. What they have doesn’t hold a label, but after seven months there’s more than just sex but perhaps less than something more.
It’s a tight line — they fuck, they cuddle, they go on dates, they love.
They’re not boyfriends though. That’s for Doyoung, and Johnny tries his best not to obsess over it too much.
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Bookmarked by Clemicat
02 Sep 2020
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just absolutely perfect and everything lovely and spicy
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Somehow, Doyoung finds himself initiated into Neo City's most vicious and prevalent gangs to write an expose on the life of underground crime.
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Bookmarked by Clemicat
22 Aug 2020
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1000 my fav Doyoung centric fic ever. All hands down fav
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Both musical artists under the same company, Kim Doyoung and Lee Taeyong have surprisingly never interacted much until running into one another at the studio. After spending some time together, Taeyong realizes he has inevitably developed a crush for the cute bunny singer. Doyoung, on the other hand, mistakes his feelings for hate and tries to push Taeyong away. But Taeyong will not let him go, and then it only gets worse when he coughs up a rose petal. Now Taeyong will flirt like his life depends on it, because it does. But will Doyoung figure out his true feelings?
A.k.a. Taeyong falls in love and develops hanahaki disease, while Doyoung thinks he hates Taeyong because he makes him feel things.
Bookmarked by Clemicat
19 Aug 2020
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cute ....
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I feel the impending Angst freight train
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Why do I run back to you like I don't mind if you fuck up my life?
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On one, the name ‘Kim Taehyung’ was written while the one closest to the front door had the name ‘Jeon Jungkook’.
Jin squinted at the name, wondering why it sounded familiar.
“Jungkook,” he whispered under his breath, trying to remember where he had heard it before.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not even hear footsteps outside, nor the sound of the door opening.
“You must be fucking kidding me.”
The low snarl had his stomach tightening, an involuntary gasp escaping his mouth as he straightened and looked at the two guys standing at the door, both fixing him with deadly stares.
