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jinkook - angel/demon au
"wait," jeongguk says, "what do you mean you're a devil?"
seokjin shrugs, flapping his wings happily. for a devil, he's not quite menacing when he's radiating happiness like a ball of sunshine, and jumping around giddily like a kid. jeongguk supposes that's just his effect, but this - this is so unfair. jeongguk couldn't spend enough time with seokjin on planet earth as it was, jimin and taehyung occupying his hyung's attention for like, every single hour and minute of the day. now that it's in their afterlife, they don't even get sorted into the same dimensions together. seokjin is with yoongi while the rest of bangtan get stuck with glowing halos and white wings.
"i'm not surprised," yoongi says, "he's pretty evil."
and seokjin only laughs as jeongguk grumpily looks down at his own pristine white outfit and wings, poking at his own halo in agony. jeongguk's voice rings out in the dungeon as a long whine, and seokjin laughs harder.
"it's okay," seokjin beams, "i have yoongi with me if i ever get lonely in hell."
"fuck no." yoongi deadpans at the same time as jeongguk cries out, "that's the problem!"
namseok/yoonjin - double date
it's not surprising at all that the moment hoseok gets a boyfriend, he'd be ringing up seokjin's phone at two am in the morning to discuss future plans for a double-date. it's not surprising that the poor bloke hoseok had scored, was as willing to submit to hoseok as hoseok was as willing to dominate this relationship. and seokjin doesn't mean that in bed, god no, he doesn't even want to know about their roles in the bedroom - whoever this "namjoon" is, they should know they're in for a long ride.
"seok-ah, it's like two in the morning, let me sleep," seokjin says, before pausing, "please."
"i know i know! i'm sorry hyung but- but i just want to talk voice-to-voice to you about how great he is? namjoon is so, so, sweet and he buys me chocolates and flowers and oh my god, he is horrible at dancing but god, i love him."
"i'm happy for you but you don't even sound normal, hoseok. go to sleep."
"right. rigggght. maybe i had too much coffee? that would explain a lot of things actually- but hey, you're still up for the double-date right?"
seokjin groans and shoves his face into his pillow, a muffled, "yes hoseok."
there's a cheer, "thanks jin-hyung, i know i can count on you. bye!"
yoongi rubs his eyes and sighs annoyingly, "namjoon's whipped."
taejin/jinkook/jinmin - fansite master
taehyung is never going to act again. he's going to leave behind his idol acting life and all his celebrity friends behind to join the fansite fandom.
jeongguk doesn't even look up from his phone when taehyung tells them, "oh yeah? good luck with that."
although on the other hand, jimin reacts with much more enthusiasm, "that's cool! but.. uh... what are you talking about?"
taehyung jumps up and down on the balls of his feet and he pulls out his phone, searching through twitter for the one username he's got memorized and when he opens the page, opens to the pictures, he sighs, hand clutching his heart, dramatically swooping down to the floor.
"this," taehyung says, "is why."
jimin leans into the screen, eyes widening after each continuous selca, and jeongguk for his part, has ditched his phone and also looking through it with blown-out eyes. taehyung hides his smirk to himself because even though jimin and jeongguk are widely known idols in the korean pop media, and taehyung may just be an rising actor in comparison, taehyung has one thing they don't have and he couldn't be any happier.
"let me introduce you," taehyung starts, "to one of my fansite master, kim seokjin."
jimin stomps his feet, pulling out his own phone and typing in the name, and there are already several pann articles speculating this fansite master. "dude," jimin whines, "dude that's so unfair, why do you get a hot one?"
jeongguk nods in agreement, munching angrily on his cookie.
taehyung shrugs, before opening up their kkt groupchat, and sending an attachment, "i have one of his workout pics saved. look. looooooook."
in a speed unfathomable to mankind, jeongguk chucks out his phone and clicks on the notification and his eyes widen, before leaning back into the couch with defeat, a scowl on his lips. jimin stomps his feet some more, waving his hands around like a maniac, "not fair."
(at the airport, taehyung takes an extra minute to look out for the brown hair and crooked fingers, and although he finds the latter, the hair is a much more different color, a soft, tousled, light blond hair and taehyung sees stars.
seokjin smiles at him, waving happily and taehyung clutches his heart, once again, and goes down.)