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Jungkook gets taller and Seokjin doesn't know what to do.
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It isn’t fair, Namjoon thinks, that someone like Seokjin, who loved the idea of destiny and had been looking forward to meeting his soulmate, is paired with someone like Yoongi, who hates it.
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Seokjin has more money than one person could ever need, but there are some problems that money can’t solve. In fact, there are some problems that money creates. Stuck in just such a problem, Seokjin runs into his old college roommate, Min Yoongi, who is facing his own money problem. Maybe they can be each other's solution.
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When Kim Seokjin's incredibly shy coworker, Jeon Jeongguk, invites him to his Fall Out Boy cover band's show, Seokjin agrees because he's a patron of the arts, of course. A supporter of big dreams, even if he pretends not to have have any aspirations of his own.
And not at all because his best friend Min Yoongi bullies him for never leaving the house while also acting like he knows something Seokjin doesn't (but maybe a little because Jeongguk is kind of cute, with his nervous, sparkly Bambi eyes and far-too-big work shirts. Not that Seokjin would EVER admit it).
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“Who the fuck is that?”
“What? Hyung, you know who it is. He literally invited you here.”
“No, Yoongi. That is not Jeongguk. That is a demon.”
“A sexy demon?”
“A sexy demon put on this earth to torment specifically me!”
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down the throat of somebody (who loves you more) by lavender_dew
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
30 Jul 2021
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Once, Yoongi had grudgingly allowed himself to be pulled out of his spot in the shade, and he’d knelt at the shoreline while Namjoon and Taehyung collected shells and crabs, tracing patterns idly in the wet sand with his finger. He’d make a mark— draw a line, dig his hand into the ground, gouge out a handful of stones— and then the water would rise to sweep it away. Draw, erase. Draw, erase. Each careless mark and scratch washed away along with Taehyung’s footprints by the rhythm of the tide.
Seokjin isn’t stupid, but he trusts them so much that the possibility of them hurting him never even occurs to him. It’s the brilliant part of doing this while he sleeps. Every night, Yoongi comes to him and digs his hands into him, and every morning he wakes up to find his perversion washed away; Seokjin greeting him gently, clean and bright, as though they’d never laid their hands on him at all. A clean slate for Yoongi to mark up all over again, a smooth white shore. Pretty and unknowing and helpless, waiting to be ruined again and again and again.