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1. Iridescent Blue— happiness is your name by Sitra_Ahra for

   Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS  

   • Explicit
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   14 Apr 2021

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin
   • Jeon Jungkook
   • Park Jimin (BTS)
   • Other Members are Cameo
   • Canon Compliant
   • Post-Canon
   • Emotional Hurt/Comfort
   • Jimin Centric Narration
   • Chapter one will make you cry
   • the Jazz Noir of fanfictions: a bit of angst
   • a pinch of sap
   • a lot of suffocated feelings
   • Road Trips
   • ‘cause the author hates the lockdown
   • Chevy Impalas are a mood
   • a covert tour guide to southern France
   • Swearing
   • Unresolved Sexual Tension
   • repressed homosexuality
   • Drinking
   • Spontaneous Spending Sprees
   • Gambling
   • Explicit Sexual Content
   • (from later chapters)
   • Bottom Park Jimin (BTS)
   • Top Jeon Jungkook
   • Top Park Jimin (BTS)
   • Bottom Jeon Jungkook

   Summary

   "That tedious post-disbandment fic"

   or

   After their last concert Jimin and Jungkook leave for Europe in search of themselves, but what they find is each other.

   or

   He sighed and looked at the, by then humming, Jungkook as if the sight of him would help him with figuring out the mess that was in his head. The maknae mushed the last duffle bag into the trunk, and the car closed with an ominous bang.

   “So, are you ready, Jimin-sshi?” he asked, and flung a chewing gum in the air, catching it with his mouth as if he was a bloody seventeen-year-old. Jimin watched him, the wolf-like smile, and the bobbing jaw, and suddenly he felt something that was pretty close to dread.
   The fuck?

   “Yeh,” he answered, and his voice, the traitorous thing, choked right there on the first syllable.

   Language:

   English

   Words:

   70,160

   Chapters:

   10/10

   Comments:

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   Kudos:

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