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  1. Public Bookmark 91

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    Seokjin kicks a stone in frustration, throws the jacket with so much force that he doesn’t even see where it lands. “Fuck, if at least one thing would go right in my life!”

    “If you stopped throwing your shit at people then maybe it would. They do say what goes around comes around.”

    Seokjin looks up at the source of the sound interrupting his pity party for himself. Advice isn't what he currently wants to jam his brain with. Most of all, not when the insinuation is that he has his own shit smeared all over his life. What he sees in the half-lit street is a lump of leather, dark hair, pale white skin.

    “Are you a fucking ghost?”

    Or,

    Seokjin shouldn’t be entertaining the thought of getting into Yoongi's pants. He's got a 'girlfriend'. He REALLY shouldn’t.

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    02 Oct 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 21

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    For Seokjin hyung, the subject of the email read.

    Here's the music. You write the lyrics and the melody, the message read.

    guitarsong_forsj.mp4, the name of the file says.

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    08 Jul 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 37

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    Seokjin is so much like Seoul to Yoongi; the elegance, the power it holds over him, the life so much larger than anything Yoongi have ever seen–a force to be reckoned with. Seokjin is what Seoul feels like for Yoongi; overwhelming, beautiful, consuming.

    Yoongi loved Seoul like how he loved Seokjin. With all his flaws, all its limits, all their gravity–with his entire being.

    It’s been almost over half a decade since the last time he saw Seokjin. And the city has changed so much.

    It doesn’t feel the same way it did before.

    He figured it hasn’t in a long time.

    (or: yoongi and seokjin learn their way back home.)

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    27 Jun 2024

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    Cadenza (kəˈdɛnzə)

    Noun
    1. a virtuoso solo passage occurring near the end of a piece of music, formerly improvised by the soloist but now usually specially composed.
    2. Slang
    a fit or tantrum

    ‘Because–’ Yoongi starts, but realises his tone is loud and harsh and that’s giving Namjoon exactly what he wants. So he takes a deep breath and another elongated sip of whiskey before starting again. ‘Look he's a classical musician, right? They're always dickheads. Just because their parents paid through the nose to get someone to teach them “Every Good Boy Deserves Food”. You can’t just buy talent. Fucking wankers.’

    'Wait, didn't you use to take piano lessons?' Namjoon smirks.

    'Yes, but I’m a wanker with talent.'

    Namjoon nods. ‘I know. I’ve walked in on you too many times. Impressive.’

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    09 Mar 2024

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    Jeongguk looks up, feeling all the color drain from his face. About twenty pairs of eyes stare back at him, waiting.

    It’s a little easier now to say the words. “Hyungs,” he says, voice wavering. “I know you’ll think I’m insane, but I think…I think that child is actually Jin-hyung.”

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    11 Feb 2024