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Whether it was a torturous act of love, or a loving act of torture, Seonghwa wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he was starving and Hongjoong looked good enough to eat.
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I just need someone to hold, but I guess that I'm getting too old for this by Anonymous
Fandoms: ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band)
19 Sep 2023
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yujin hates gyuvin, but he loves him so much.
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- Part 1 of so tell me when you hear my heart stop
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“Can you believe we raised such disrespectful children, Jungkook-ah?” Hoseok shakes his head forlornly. “Ah, wherever did we go wrong?”
“I don’t know, hyung,” Jungkook grins, rather too wide, “After all the hours I slave away at the office just to put a roof over their heads and food in their bellies, you’d think they’d be more grateful.”
“Ah, ah, ah,” Hoseok chides, turning to tap the tip of Jungkook’s nose delicately with a finger. “Not hyung, noona. I’m your wife, remember?”
Jungkook’s hands, where they’ve migrated to rest at Hoseok’s waist, clench almost violently.
“N-noona,” he corrects himself, in a near-whisper.
(Or: Hoseok has to dress in drag for the House of Army skit. Jungkook likes it... a lot.)
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It's obvious for anyone watching that Jungkook is a submissive bunny. It's obvious for anyone watching, and as his boyfriend Namjoon watches him a lot, and he cannot help but think about how pretty Jungkook would look under him, begging to be fucked like the bunnies in hybrid porn.
As it turns out, he's not as knowledgeable about bunny hybrids as he thought.
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24 Mar 2020
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God i love when people know what rabbits are about
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the talk is small (now i'm into big things) by mockturtletale
Fandoms: K-pop, 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
22 Jan 2020
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“oh shit,” taehyung breathes, digging his elbow into jimin’s ribs and gasping like a victorian maid, “he’s here.”
jungkook spills half his drink on himself, whipping around so fast to follow taehyung’s gaze to the front hallway, but jimin just rolls his eyes.
“where?” he asks, going on his toes slightly to see over jungkook’s head, “that little guy in the leather jacket?"
“no, no, next to him,” taehyung hisses and jimin frowns.
“that’s kim seokjin. i’ve definitely already fucked him, i snapchatted you, remember?”
“no not jin-hyung,” jungkook says, “behind him. in the thrasher hoodie.”
jimin is about to start audibly scoffing, but then the crowd gathered around the front door of whoever’s apartment this is parts different, ripples like a wave around the person who has just arrived with seokjin and his small, angry, hot friend - yoombi, jimin thinks his name might have been - and, oh.
“hold my beer,” jimin says.