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hoseok is in the hybe practice room. jungkook finds him there. (a tiny hopekook thing.)
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“Good morning, Jungkookah,” murmurs Hoseok above him, his voice pitchy with sleep. He strokes the length of Jungkook’s hair and it’s somehow more intimate than the thousands of times he’s done it before.
“Good morning, hyung,” Jungkook presses another few kisses to Hoseok’s throat and shifts up - Hoseok tangles fingers into the hair at the base of Jungkook’s neck.
Jungkook looks at Hoseok, and something deep in his belly twists and growls. It’s crazymaking to know someone for so long and still be thrown for a loop by them, but it happens all the time - with Hoseok. Jungkook will look at him—at dance practice, before a concert, across from him at dinner, falling asleep in bed—and fuck. Hoseok’s easy, familiar glow pierces him right in his chest.
—OR: hopekook morning sex. that's it, that's the (6.9k long!) fic
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Hoseok didn’t go to the funeral and he’s glad. Namjoon had texted him about it the other day. “Do you wish you had gone?,” and Hoseok responded immediately. “Fuck no.”
Nevermind putting on a calm face and going through the ritual of the burial. It feels like an admission of failure to come back to Seoul. To see everyone he left behind four years ago. He had hoped he could avoid the entire post-death enterprise, avoid having to see his extended family. Avoid seeing Jungkook. But his mother told him to come for the reading, knowing full well that Hoseok would do anything she asked at twice the speed.
The night Minyoung called and told him the news, Hoseok drank a bottle of vodka in the empty bathtub of his Tokyo apartment. In his mind, he drafted a eulogy. It was succinct:
“Jung Jiwoon of Jejo Industries, youngest vice-chairman in Seoul’s history. A real son of a bitch.”
—OR: Jung Hoseok comes home after four years after his estranged father dies. Things he wants to avoid: feelings, his father’s manufacturing company, staying for longer than two weeks, family drama, letting his sister and mother mourn with him around, and, most importantly, his ex, Jeon Jungkook.
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Jungkook has always adored Hoseok, but it’s taken different shapes over time.
At first, he wanted to be Hoseok. He wished he had his wild, wonderful spirit, life-loving and life-affirming. Colorful and transparent, like stained glass—less fragile, just as beautiful.
Then, it became a strong desire to always be with him. To tether himself to Hoseok somehow, to be caught in his orbit forever.
Now, the foal of a thought that had crawled up into his brain has matured into a galloping mare, with a vengeance—he wants Hoseok. Jungkook wants to touch Hoseok and hold him, to be with him, and touch him some more.
He’s been daydreaming about little Hoseok-details. The curve of his waist, the shape of his thigh muscle, the diameter of his ankle. They become more than images—they’re talismans and he fixates on them. When he’s with Hoseok, Jungkook stares at him a beat too long, captivated. Hoseok is at the edge of his every thought, and it’s a passion so foreign that frightens Jungkook as much as it thrills him.
—OR a coming out story and a love story featuring a quiet romantic boy and the roommate who gets him
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Jungkook looks up at Hoseok—eyes glossy, mouth gaping like the world's handsomest trout, scrutinizing Hoseok’s face for signs of pleasure. His lips are spit-wet, his tongue pokes out between his lips as he watches, enrapt, as Hoseok writhes and whines under three fingers. A strange kind of suffocating heat hums through Hoseok under Jungkook's wide, reverent stare, like he's beholding something holy. A prize. It thrills Hoseok as much as it stings.
“God, hyung. You’re,” Jungkook mumbles, distracted. He drags his tongue along Hoseok’s inner thigh and lays a few kisses on the soft skin there. "You're so hot."
Hoseok wants to argue, wants to say no. Jungkook's the hot one. A thick lock of his bangs dangles down onto his forehead into his eyes. His lips are dark pink and kiss-swollen. The arc of his cupid’s bow sends another wave of heat through Hoseok’s lower belly. Instead he says, “Jungkook." A whimper. "Hurry up. Fuck me already.”
[OR hoseok has lots of feelings while getting dicked down by jungkook]
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these spaces between infinities by astringxnt for iceinmarch
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
19 Sep 2016
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because the truth is that we're always finding sanctuary in unfamiliar places, trying to caress warmth into fires.
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17 Jul 2020
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dis•place•ment: an unconscious defense mechanism wherein an individual redirects a negative emotion from one situation, one person, or oneself and to another, less threatening target
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05 Jul 2020
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"Let hyung know if anything hurts too bad," Hoseok says in a soft voice, resisting the familiar urge to lean over and press a kiss to Jungkook's hair. There is a strong feeling of satisfaction that rushes warm through him when he can take care of one of the others like this, an almost selfish pleasure from hearing the first shaky breath that leaves Jungkook's lips as Hoseok rubs out from the small of his back.
(aka hoseok helps jungkook out by giving him a massage, and then jungkook gets hard, so hobi helps him with that too.)
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09 Jun 2020
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Jungkook has been feeling a little insecure about getting older and still having such little kissing experience. He turns to Hoseok, and his hyung is totally willing to offer him some help -- help that starts out innocently enough.
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"I’m always willing to pass my years of sacred knowledge down to the younger generation."
Jungkook smiles, slyly. “I mean, didn’t you have like, one girlfriend?”
“Do you want me to help you or not, brat? Because I can just go to sleep.”
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07 Jun 2020
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Namjoon is always at the studio late. Jimin thinks it's his job to make sure he doesn't work too hard.
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07 Jun 2020