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Taehyung's just trying his best to pay for college by working as a waiter. Jeongguk keeps on bringing his dates to the restaurant where Taehyung works.
Or: The waiter first-meet AU that no one asked for.
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It's kind of really hot and Taehyung can't sleep.
Or: Jeongguk is a literal angel and takes care of his man. But only in a heat related way.
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“I’m surprised you’re letting me drive your car.”
He’d let Taehyung do anything. By now, he has enough practice to not say it out loud.
“I’m too tired to drive.”
“Works in my favor,” Taehyung chuckles. “What if I get into an accident?”
“You break it, you buy it,” Jeongguk mumbles.
It earns him a deep laugh.
“Oh, you know I’m good for it.”
“You’re only good for it because I made you good for it,” Jeongguk retorts.
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Producer-songwriter Jeon Jeongguk and idol Kim Taehyung have been best friends since Taehyung stepped foot in Jeongguk’s studio seven years ago. Together, they make up the power-duo of the music industry, an unstoppable force with an unbreakable bond.
Until Jeongguk writes a song that reveals all his pent-up feelings for his best friend—feelings he probably shouldn’t have, and feelings that could change the course of their friendship forever.
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13 Feb 2025
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When Jungkook was a lot younger, and didn’t know how to wall himself off, or that his body was this inexplicable thing liable to betray him, Hoseok used to joke that Jungkook had a huge crush on Taehyung. He teased Jungkook for his crestfallen looks when Taehyung chose another team, when he wouldn’t come watch Jungkook play video games, when he got the chance to leave practice early and actually did. “Give the poor kid a break,” Yoongi broke in at one point. “He won’t always get one.” Jungkook is older now, much more experienced at self-censorship. Sometimes he even just exists for long stretches of time, doesn’t consciously acknowledge how he’s always, always trying not to think too much about it. And then there are times like today in the recording booth, when he’s weak beneath it again.
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31 Oct 2019