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190523 Jimin’s Tweet
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#JIMIN
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is it possible to fall in love with the same person multiple times? lately ive been on&off with my bts streaks (its been a while since i last watch run bts ;-;) but every time i play an old song, i just feel so secure; as if i have my life together
190522 Sam Dameshek’ Instagram Post
New York for like a day or two! Me & my boy V
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@me checking my tumblr account after going on a hiatus since 1995
BTS Highlight Reels - Taehyung edit
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Be My Maze - BTS x Ariana Grande // I’ve been stanning Ari since forever and when I first listened to Love Maze I thought the chord progression was really similar. Both songs give me nostalgic feelings so I thought why not mix ‘em together haha :) You can also check the vid on Youtube here
#cmbnetwork#bts#bangtan#ariana grande#music#original#mashup#love yourself#love yourself tear#my everything#2018
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*sparkle eyes*
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It was a little awkward, more-so on his behalf. I too didn’t know what to expect: ‘aah yes.. we’ve met online and we’ve been talking for a while but we’ve never met face-to-face’.
He didn’t announce his pre-arrival, so as the door to the room opened, I could faintly make out that it was him. Well, who else could it have been - arriving this late? His cobalt blue shirt complimented my white ‘jeans’ shirt. Hair a little messy, boots, jeans - he was a little softer than what I thought of him. But it didn’t make me feel any less of him.
He sat beside me, close and snug, with Amy squished in the corner completing her assignment. At one point, I took the opportunity of our proximity and took a video of us together. It felt cute. Throughout the films I’d make little comments and try to start some humour with him (which more or less wasn’t that effective) and he’d tell me a bit about his film work at his school. It was calm, but very surreal.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to play my second song that night, which meant he wouldn’t get to hear me perform live. It was sad. Right after the show, he suggested we eat a little (because I hadn’t eaten dinner). In my mind, this sounded like a date. But I didn’t push it. I didn’t say it. I let the night roll. The atmosphere of the bar was soothing, and the cushions were so soft.
Whilst he skimmed through the menu, I whipped out my guitar and started playing soft tunes. The room was quite spacious and echoed lots, making me wonder if he even heard me playing. He did, however, comment when I played King For A Day, chuckling a bit. After a while, I got bored of my guitar. We ended up both just getting dessert: mango sorbet for me, and chocolate brownies for him. Time was making me more anxious by the second, but for some reason, it felt okay to be with him.
We talked a bit, a lot, about life and anything in between. Finding out his biological father was in prison gave me a shock, but to hear him talk about how cool it was to visit his father was very fascinating. I can’t recall his stepfather’s occupation.
He talked about how he used to like art, and thought of being an architect, but because he’s taking math studies and is not all too fond of sciences, he dropped the thought. It was only in tenth-grade did film seem to click with him. Some time ago, he told me that he looks at films from a different perspective now.
He’d offer his brownies to me, once in a while. I didn’t like the taste of his brownies, but the raspberry sauce tasted nice.
At the end of it, he paid for the food (despite me telling him I could pay for myself) and made sure to help me a bit since I told him I was tired. We walked to my car, my guitar in his hand, side by side. As we neared the vehicle, my steps grew slower. In my peripheral view, I could see he stood a little frozen, not knowing what to do. Yet I turned back to him and embraced him, and he didn’t hesitate to return the gesture. It was light and brief, but I put so much meaning to it.
‘Be safe,’ he whispered.
‘Thank you,’ was all I could say. I wish we could have stayed longer, but I knew I had to leave. The vehicle rolled out, and the little glimpse I had of him right then made me wonder whether the night actually happened. It was surreal.
He rode all the way from Hillsberg to Frithers - just for me. Wow. I know he said he might as well come because he has nothing better to do, but a part of me wished he came to see me. As in, he came because he wanted to meet me. Or maybe I’m just overthinking this. I want to believe that he did all the above because he liked me, but I wouldn’t know. They were all just kind gestures. Nevertheless, I lived in the moment, and accepted what I got for what it was. Good feelings.
The rest of the night, we messaged each other over the phone, talking about how awkward it was, exchanging little apologies, and maybe meeting up again in the future. He even encouraged me to take a singing offer which I got that night. Everything felt normal again. Unlike back at the cafe, I pushed myself to stay awake, outlining my economics homework. He’d message me in intervals, keeping me company.
© fragrantae 2018
#fanfiction#fanfic#scenarios#romance#boyfriends#possibly a new theme for a one shot that i wanna make#based on a true story
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@btssmutgalore I haven’t read a smut in months and I feel like I just mentally orgasmed
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TAEHYUNG FXKN FELL OF THE SOFA
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180627 Seokjin’s Tweet
탄이탄이
TanieTanie
Trans cr: Kristi @ allforbts
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«letters of your name»: t→talented
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