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ynkk drabble: his lips were the softest

jeongguk finds him in the kitchen, pots and pans cooking on the stove, a sugar sweet smell of breakfast spreading throughout the small kitchen. his hair is tousled, sticking out in various directions and when he turns around at the sound of jeongguk entering, sleepy warm onyx meets starscattered ink, a soft smile on his lips as he hums— a hum that jeongguk knows by now means good morning, means i love you, means did you sleep well?

yoongi looks best in the morning, he thinks, accepting the mug of coffee offered to him. yoongi turns, tending to the pans and jeongguk bounces on the heels of his feet as the excitement of eating his hyung's homemade food starts filling him to the brim.

yoongi turns to him, a fond smile on his face as he reaches his arms out to wrap them around jeongguk's neck, not even protesting when jeongguk wraps his arms around his waist, proceeding to lift him up. instead, legs wrap themselves around jeongguk's waist and he finds that their faces are now only inches apart, the other's breath ghosting onto his face. the navy silk pajamas is soft to the touch, but his lips are the softest as their lips meet in a peck.

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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ynkk drabble: nothing else

they’ll kill us if they see yoongi had said after a moment of quiet. they’re pressed closely against each other, the older’s back against the brick wall of the alley they’re hiding in, breath fanning against jeongguk’s lips. yoongi is worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, biting it raw with nerves. jeongguk smiles, a soft but hopelessly defeated smile. his hand cups yoongi’s cheek and the older leans into the soft touch, “let them” he says, “let them kill us for our love and nothing else.”

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ynkk: feelings are fatal

yoongi/jungkook, 38k, 3/3 (repost of an old work of mine)

summary: yoongi and jeongguk's relationship ended painfully when jeongguk accused yoongi of cheating

tags: heavy angst, attempted rape/non-con (not between any bts members), hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, happy ending

#yoongi #jungkook #yoonkook #bts au #bts fic #yoonkook au #yoonkook fic #ynkk au #ynkk fic #ynkk ao3 #hurt/comfort #angst #fluff #bts #min yoongi #jeon jungkook #ynkk

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he’s unreal

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bluebird

yoonkook, 23.9k, 1/1

closeted lower-class yoongi has a bluebird in his chest, and the bold and free-spirited jeongguk might just set it free

#yoonkook #bts fic #ynkk #bts ao3 #yoonkook au #sugakookie #yoonkook fanfic #yoongi #jungkook

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Hahaha that exes ynkk drabble hurt😠😠.Thanks for sharing ✊

jdjsjs it was a hopeful ending though!!🫂 thank you for reading

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with you i'm okay

yoonkook, 19.2k, 1/1

in which an incident caused jeongguk to avoid yoongi, completely unaware that the black cat that keeps him company while he studies, is that very same slytherin

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ynkk drabble: wish you well

the worst thing about their end had been the silence. 

there was no loud screaming or yelling, no accusations being flung left and right, no pointing fingers or throwing stuff. only two defeated boys, on the floor of their living room, trying to figure out a puzzle that they both knew didn’t fit anymore. there were too many pieces that didn’t match, too many colors that didn’t blend correctly— jeongguk wanted to see the world but yoongi was scared of it, jeongguk wanted to run and yoongi had said go.

that night, he plays one of them. one of the many voicemails his hyung had left him throughout the first six months of their breakup. voicemails stored on his old phone. the phone that jimin had taken from him and hid for the first two weeks. the phone that jeongguk had convinced jimin he’d thrown away long ago. the phone that he’d hidden beneath the bed. the phone that he was clutching in his hand. 

at first, all he hears is shuffling. breathing. even his breaths are familiar. soft and gentle against his collarbone, hair tickling his chin. a huff of laughter. fast, breathy pants stuck to sweaty skin. then, a sigh, “it’s me—“ he starts, and jeongguk almost startles, almost drops the phone in his hands when he hears his hyung’s low voice, gravelly and sad, but worst of all, hollow. 

“i— i don’t know if you still have my number,” he pauses, sounds unsure and jeongguk has to stop himself from reassuring him, the gentle words of it’s okay, hyung and of course i still have your number and take your time wanting to tumble out from beneath his tongue, “hell, i don’t even know if you’re receiving these.” 

“jin-hyung said i should stop calling you but—“ jeongguk almost doesn’t breathe, scared he’ll miss a breath of yoongi’s, a word, an inhale. anything. wants to soak up any and all he can find of the man’s memory, thinks please don’t stop calling me, “i know you wished me well but— it’s been shit, gguk-ah—“ yoongi’s voice breaks and he lets out a wet laugh, an empty sound that makes jeongguk’s heart hurt, makes his hand grip onto the phone tighter. he can hear his hyung’s – his yoongi’s – shuddering breaths on the other end of the line. 

his hyung had always been so adamant on not crying in front of jeongguk, to be strong— but he was sensitive. jeongguk knew, yoongi knew, everyone who knew them knew that yoongi cried whenever jeongguk would give him an anniversary gift, that he cried when jeongguk asked him to be his boyfriend, that he cried when jeongguk had accidentally revealed plans of wanting a future with him. was yoongi planning a new future now? 

almost as if the older had heard jeongguk’s inner monologue, yoongi’s voice returned, “would i be crazy if i said i wanted to try again?”

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Hi!! I love your fics so much and I wanted to let you know bc I think we shouldn't be afraid of making positive comments when we like something!

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Despite this ^ I try to interact with your posts bc I tell myself that kind words can change a day, and maybe my kind words can change your day like your pretty words and amazing stories changed mine so many times <3

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i wish u a nice day hehe <3

i hope you have a nice day too, lovely <3

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i'll breathe when you breathe

yoonkook au; i'll breathe when you breathe, 12.3k

#yoonkookau #yoonkook #ynkk #bts ao3 #bts fic #fluff #angst

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