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wannabegwenstacy · 1 year

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Eden's Favorite BTS Fics: Twitter

Updated: 3/29/2023

A/N: I tend to read member x member on both A03 & Twitter so if thats what you are looking for then precede. If you are looking for reader insert I suggest checking out my tumblr fic recs since I tend to read those on tumblr.

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Forbidden Relationship Taegi (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Rich son Taehyung x Rich son Yoongi

Tags: secret lovers, forbidden relationship, mentions and depictions of parental abuse later, enemies with benefits at the beginning

Summary: they both come from similar backgrounds: wealthy and powerful. and while their families fight each other to control the country, yoongi and taehyung can’t stay apart for too long.

it feels way better when it’s forbidden, doesn’t it?

⎡Sope AU⎦ ~ ⎡Social Media Au⎦ by @uhgoodaddy on Twitter

Pairing: Hoseok x Yoongi

Authors Notes: ☀︎ Namjoon & Yoongi are friends ☀︎ Hoseok, Jungkook, Seokjin are friends ☀︎ Taehyung & Jimin are not friends with any of them (yet)

Tags: ☀︎ Angst ☀︎ Fluff ☀︎ Mature language and sexual jokes ☀︎ Humor if i decide to be funny ☀︎ Mentions of cheating ☀︎ Mentions of panic attacks

Summary: There’s three things Yoongi learns when he starts working with Hoseok

1. Hoseok is everything he’s not; full of life, sweet and the literal embodiment of the sun

2. They don’t really get along

3. They have the same boyfriend

Long Distance Relationship Taegi (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: LA Taehyung x Seoul Yoongi

Authors Notes: ldr dynamics | sad sad very sAD idk what happened to me | this story is my baby | it gets spicy | bottom yg, top th

Tags: insecurities, breakups, mental health issues

Summary: yoongi is skyping hoseok, who lives in LA, when a guy walks into his dorm room, wearing only a bath robe and a snapback

“hey hobi, tell him to take his robe off, i’m tryna see sumn"

the guy turns and deadpans: "i speak perfect korean, whatcha tryna see?”

Mountain camping yoonkook au by @taehyikes on Twitter

Pairing: Writer Yoongi x General Store Owner Jungkook

Authors Notes: it will be silly! and wintery! light on the angst and heavy on the goofs! let’s begin!! first things first, they’re all writers, jimin writes travel literature, yoongi writes satire, and namjoon writes historical fiction! yoonmin are best frenemies and minjoon r dating. hoseok is a park ranger, jin cabin owner, tae owns general store with jungkook. taejin are dating.

Tags: wholesome & healing, in the soop vibes but with love, would make a good movie

Summary: where yoongi decides to rent a cabin in the mountains to work on his next novel, and jungkook runs the general store in a nearby village

Basketball Captain Taehyung AU (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Uni Basketball Captain Taehyung x Post Grad Yoongi

Authors Notes: there’s no cheating in this story; the relationship between th and the OC is fundamentally physical

Tags: self discovery, internalized homophobia, denial, a lot of sex and feelings

Summary: taehyung has a reputation that precedes him: he’s an excellent student, captain of the basketball team, and a ladies man, but after a steamy encounter with another guy, everything -even himself- starts to crumble down

Telepathy (M) by @ladyelocin on Twitter

Pairing: CEO Min Yoongi x office worker Park Jimin

Tags: soulmates in this au share abilities/senses that manifest in different ways • ym can read each other’s thoughts • fluff • sexual tension, flirting • explicit sexual content • aftercare ♡ • side: taekook, namjin • little angst? hmm…

Summary: Having a one-night stand in a foreign country with a handsome stranger seems like the best way to end Jimin’s vacation before accepting his new job offer. Unexpectedly, Jimin meets him again and learns that the man happens to be his boss and… soulmate?

Adjunct Professor Yoonkook (M) by @taegishrine on Twitter

Pairing: Art Student Jungkook x Photographer/Adjunct Professor Yoongi

Authors Notes: age gap (8 years) | thread fic; no social media | NSFW

Tags: secret lovers, forbidden relationship, mentions and depictions of parental abuse later, enemies with benefits at the beginning

Summary: yoongi will never admit that the best sex of his life was with a hookup 7 years younger than him & he never thought he’d bump into jungkook again – much less on his first day as a substitute teacher but there he was, in the front row, with a devilish smile on his lips

Winterbane (M) by @ladyelocin on Twitter

Pairing: Lord Min Yoongi x Lord Park Jimin

Authors Notes: Okay before we start, I want us to be on the same page. This story is set somewhere between 200-500 AD so there may be practices, customs, and beliefs that are considered outdated or derogatory at present. However, there will be NO non-con and incest in this story. There will be mpreg and depictions of pregnancy so if you are uncomfortable with the aforementioned trope, please do not proceed and prioritize yourself first.

Tags: Historical setting: 200-500 AD ‣ ABO/Omegaverse ‣ Alpha Yoongi, Omega Jimin ‣ Arranged marriage, domestic life ‣ Cultural differences, prejudice ‣ Hurt/comfort, jealousy, mutual pining ‣ Action, fight scenes, violence ‣ There are no Betas in this AU ‣ Explicit sexual content ‣ Top!YG, Bottom!JM ‣ Scenting, nesting, knotting, mating ‣ Rut/heat cycles ‣ Mpreg ‣ Side ships: Taekook, Namseok

Summary: Lord Omega Jimin of House Park agrees to marry Lord Alpha Yoongi of House Min to end the centuries-long war between the two territories. Contrary to the Northerners’ custom, Jimin, as a Southborn, is not the typical omega they expect him to be.

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petiteyoon · 3 years

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Bunny Ears ~ masterlist

-> pairing: rapper!yoongi x camboy!jungkook

-> fic type: social media au

-> genre: crack, angst, smut (later)

-> warnings: swearing, mature themes, mentions of alcohol

-> plot: Yoongi uses masturbation as stress relief and he has a favorite camboy: bunnybun. Everything's fine until Hoseok mistakenly exposes him for this.

Chapters

🐰00: yoongi / jungkook (profiles)

🐰01: that's being bros

🐰02: fluffy pillow lips || 02+: bonus

🐰03: jimin's evil spirits

🐰04: assholes go to hell

🐰05: it's always the quiet ones

🐰06: bunny boy has a boyfriend?

🐰07: we're not friends

🐰08: that's a bit fucked up

🐰09: he's not even that cute

🐰10: 100% brat tamer | [M]✍

🐰11: accept this ass

🐰12: study date

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aucollector8005 · 4 years

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~ 01 Yoonkook Profiles

Okay, so. Jungkook has just graduated and is now at the same college as Suga. Suga is a music production student, and has released Agust D. He's not really popular, but some people do listen to his music. Jungkook, on the other hand, is super friendly so he makes friends easily

》 02

》 Masterlist

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goldenclosetkook · 5 years

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[C] Yoonkook! - NSFW! Twitter

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Part 0 Part 0.5 Part 1 Part 2

Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18

Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22

Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26

Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30

Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34

Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38

Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42

Part 43 Part 44 Part 45

Part 46 Part 47 Part 48

Part 49 Part 50 Part 51

Part 52.1 Part 52.2 Part 53

Part 54 Part 55 Part 56

Bonus Part 57 Part 58

Part 59 Part 60 Epilogue

Extra stuff: minjoon

Translations:

Russian

#bts #bts au #yoonkook #sugakookie #sugakookie au #yoonkook au #yoonkook social media au #sugakookie social media au #masterlist #min yoongi #jeon jungkook

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liliumoriental · 5 years

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Summary ;

Singer-songwriter & Actor Jeon Jungkook, South Korea's golden boy, is having a virtual marriage with the known producer SUGA, who's now rising from the underground scene as a rapper by the name Agust D. They haven't really met before, but it doesn't take long for them to warm up to each other.

[01/??]

@valskcafe ♡

#yoonkookwgmau #yoonkook #bts social media au #yoonkook social media au #min yoongi #jeon jungkook #wgm au #bts #bts text au #bts au #kookga #sugakookie

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jeonslilmonster · 5 years

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🌀{Mozzafiato; breathtaking}

🌀Part 20

🌀Yoongi slips a cute note under the door in front of his apartment, hoping that his ex girlfriend would give him another chance.

Bro missed the memo she left and someone else lives there now.

Last update!

As always, thank you for taking the time to read my stories. I love you. ✨

#bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan boys #bts #jeonslilmonster #jeon jungkook #beyond the scene #bts text #min yoongi #sugakookie #yoonkook social media au #soft!yoongi #bi!jungkook #bi!yoongi #bad boy!jungkook

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cryomangovee · 5 years

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Where loyalties lie Masterlist

Strange things have been happening in the kingdom recently and the Royals are getting antsy. With the sudden disappearance of two members of the royal line of the neighbouring kingdom, everyone is on edge. Crown prince Jungkook is fully aware that something is going wrong in his home but he can’t quite pinpoint what it is. As his father the king becomes a prime suspect in the disappearance of more and more people including royals, the prince decides that he needs to know what exactly is happening. Maybe, just maybe, he might be able to save his kingdom from ruin.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Part 17

Part 18

Part 19

Part 20

Part 21

Part 22

Part 23

Part 24

Part 25

ongoing

[full masterlist]

#yoonkook #yoonkook social media au #yoonkook royal au #bts social media au #bts royal au #social media au #royal au #royal social media au #jeon jungkook #min yoongi #kim taehyung #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #park jimin #side vmin and namjin #a lot of angst #maybe character deaths #Where Loyalties Lie

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dewoolu · 5 years

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Jungkook coming out; 5/6

taglist:: @iamtransyo & @killcomet (here we go again boiz)

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zialleverywhere · 5 years

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Jimin texts Hoseok (the first three pics) then Jimin texts Jungkook about fining Yoongi while Hoseok has a plan to post as many cute pics of Yoongi as possible so Jungkook can see ;)

3/?

<<< Prev

Masterlist

#yoongi #jungkook #sugakookie #yoonkook social media au #jimin #namjoon #hoseok #taehyung #seokjin

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minsuga-dt · 5 years

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Yoonkook Flower Shop AU (28/30)

Kookie falls in love with a florist that works in front of this dance studio; however he did not expect to see said florist spit rapid-fire words when he accompanied his friend to a rap battle. Yoongi falls in love with the shy boy that always has a manga on his hand when he watches his flowers. He certainly did not expect to see said boy at a dance exhibition making impossible moves.

Pairings will include: Yoonkook (main), Namjin, Vmin, JackBam, Jenlisa

#min yoongi #bts #jeong jeongguk #jeon jungkook #yoonkook social media au #yoonkook #yoonkook au #bts social media au #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #kim namjoon #park jimin #jung hoseok #vmin #namjin

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petiteyoon · 3 years

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bunny ears — yoonkook | 10

⚠️ ATTENTION : This chapter contains described smut ! If you're a minor or uncomfortable with this, please read until the cut. The story won't be compromised.

A/N: it's a little short without the smut part, I'm sorry :cc I hope you like it. It's been a while since I've really wrote something, sooo constructive criticism is well accepted!💜

10: 100% brat tamer

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SUMMARY

-> fic type: social media au

-> pairing: rapper!yoongi x camboy!jungkook

-> genre: crack, smut, maybe angst

-> warnings: swearing

-> plot: Yoongi uses masturbation as stress relief and he has a favorite camboy: bunnybun. Everything's fine until Hoseok mistakenly exposes him for this.

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09 <- masterlist -> 11

Warnings : smut, male masturbation, non-con voyeurism? (idk,, jungkook jerks off while watching yoongi on screen), it gets pretty intense towards the end, lil angst because poor koo regrets what he has done </3

Word count : 1k more or less

Two hours earlier

“Actually… I'm going to start in a few minutes” Jungkook muttered while setting up his computer, his phone squished between his right ear and shoulder. “What? No! -he furrowed his eyebrows and scrunched up his nose- I don't want you to watch, Taehyung” he rolled his eyes.

Taehyung kept bugging him about watching his camshow; a thing he never did and a thing that Jungkook, of course, won't ever allow. It would be awkward!

While he sat on the couch he turned on the TV and kept changing channels, while Taehyung, on the other hand, kept talking and talking. There was nothing interesting today. He huffed, until he came across a programme with some boys dressed rather weirdly.

He squinted his eyes, as if he wasn't able to see at that distance, and he immediately recognized the guy in the front row. Yoongi? What was he doing there?

With a quick movement, Jungkook grabbed his phone properly and stopped Taehyung from talking “Whatever Tae… maybe next time. I have to go now, see ya” he pressed the hang up button and threw the phone on the other side of the couch. He stood there, with his mouth slightly open, trying to process what he was seeing. Glancing at the clock, he shook his head and focused on his computer, trying not to get distracted by those boys. He muted the TV and started his live. He angled the webcam so his viewers couldn't see his face, as usual.

Jungkook never showed his face anywhere, because he knew that it could compromise his working life. And because he was too fucking shy for that.

However, this timid behavior captured the viewers' attention, so he became more brave and tried to change from the normal shows he did, to please his audience. His live streams were mainly about him jerking off, but sometimes he liked to push his limits a bit further… and Jimin even helped him with that a few times, but only after a hard process of convincing the bunny boy in question. At this point he tried many things such as toys, vibrators, buttplugs, ropes and handcuffs, and pathetic costumes that made the viewers go crazy.

He waited for a few minutes, watching how the comments flew in the right part of the screen. He pinched his bottom lip with his thumb and index finger, deep in thought. Was he going to let the program play in the background while he entertained his fans? With Yoongi there dressed so nicely?

Yeah the jackets and pants were fucking ridiculous in his opinion, but Yoongi made every piece of clothing fashionable if he was the one wearing it. He tried to focus on his audience, eager to see him in his most vulnerable (and hot) state. He stretched his arms, flexing his muscles and reading all the comments, “I see y'all missed me that much huh…” he grinned, licking his lips.

A lot of comments were rushing past the screen and in that moment Jungkook decided it was time to start.

He slipped his left hand under his black shirt, stroking his chest until it felt too hot to keep that on. He quickly stripped himself, throwing away his shirt and unbuckling his belt, showing his thick thighs. His dick rested heavy against his boxers, waiting to be released.

“Even if I've been absent for some time I'm afraid I can't stay long with you tonight…” Jungkook murmured as he absent-mindedly stroked his clothed member, “I hope you didn't get too much fun without me” he pouted as he gripped his tip, a hiss came out of his mouth right away.

“Where's the maid dress you ask? I forgot to put it on” he chuckled and slowly slipped a hand under his boxers “I will use it next time, I promise…” his tone became more sultry as he started to pleasure himself.

Small waves of pleasure circulated from his head to his toes, focusing around his crotch area, causing his eyes to shut and his head to roll back. He hastily removed the last annoying piece of clothing, finally showing to his audience what they were craving for.

Comments rushed even more quickly, whining and pleading for him to keep going. Jungkook knew how to keep them glued to their screen with his power bottom energy. One thing everyone was crazy about was the fact that he seemed so tough and dominant, but after some dirty words or touches? His fake persona would vanish, only to reveal a sweet boy with a really sensitive dick. And, boy, did he like when someone played along with him.

However, this wasn't the case since he didn't have much time at the moment, and since Jimin wasn't there to help him like the other times, so he had to settle just with his virtual company.

Or maybe it was his television being so distracting that threatened to make him crumble? He tried so hard to focus on the lovely words of his viewers but everytime, with the corner of his eye, he saw it. He watched him.

His quick breathing was the only thing audible in the living room, as well as the slightly wet sound of his hand gripping his lubricated shaft. His left hand reached his chest as he started to play with one of his nipples, a quiet moan slipping out of his lips. He slowed down and started to focus on his red tip, dripping with precum, and suddenly a buzz of pleasure made him twitch. As his thumb kept circling the area to keep up with that blissful feeling, he finally gave in.

His eyes shot open and moved towards the tv. Even if he couldn't hear anything, his eyes were more than enough. Those feline, cold eyes that seemed to pierce through his soul. The way his mouth would twitch in a small smile, only for his lips to be licked soon after by his tongue. And how badly he wanted to have that wet and velvety feeling all over his body.

The thing that made Jungkook almost laugh was that he didn't even know him that much. Heck, he even was Jimin's ex! And maybe he won't even hear from him anymore after what he discovered but, God, was he so attractive. He would give him his whole body, his weak self would let Yoongi do everything to him.

At this point Jungkook was jerking off at a rapid pace, without bothering about the comments or the show anymore. His eyes were solely focused on the brown-haired man in front of him. He felt so dirty about his actions… Yoongi was so perfectly unaware of what he was doing to him, of the raw feelings he was making him feel, of how quickly Jungkook would submit to him.

Jungkook already felt near the edge as he was desperately chasing his orgasm, releasing all kinds of moans from his lips; he was so fucking shameless as he pleaded Yoongi to take him as if he was there. He was completely in his own little world. He swears he maybe even called his name while he was so lost in his pleasure. Doing this while he was just observing his beautiful face felt really intense, he never did this kind of thing; it almost seemed sinful.

The last straw was when Yoongi locked his eyes with the camera for a moment; as his pupils slowly shifted, Jungkook felt like the boy was really watching him. He suddenly felt vulnerable and hopeless. What would Yoongi think if he saw him like this?

A sudden heat exploded on his cheeks and his ears were on fire. His eyes were wide open, taken off guard. It felt like there was a connection between them and it was all it took to bring Jungkook over the edge. As a blinding pleasure pulsated from the base of his cock, his thighs clenched and his hips thrusted upwards, hot strings of white cum painted his honey glowing skin as he rapidly stroked his strained member. He tried his best not to shout that name, even if he wanted to do that so badly, covering it with loud moans. As he came down his high, for a moment he found himself staring at the ceiling, his chest moving up and down as he felt completely weared out.

With heavy breathing he read a few comments and decided to call it a day. He kindly said goodbye to his viewers and ended the livestream.

He brought one of his fingers up to his lips, sucking the digits clean, tasting himself. He glanced at the TV again and turned the volume up, a whimper escaped from his lips the moment he heard Yoongi talking.

What he did was really wrong. He felt like he wasn't capable of looking at Yoongi in the same way as before and he felt so guilty. How could he masturbate while watching a person? A person that he kinda knew?

He wasn't a thirsty fan that jerked off with the photos of his favorite singers, goddammit. He wasn't a teenager in the middle of his puberty. And most importantly, he shouldn't be aroused by his best friend's ex, who didn't even want to deal with him! And who was an Asshole, with a capital A.

He reached for some tissues to wipe the dried cum from his chest and tossed it away with a heavy sigh.

He sat there, still with his crotch exposed as he started at the black screen of his computer, shame slowly consuming him, the faint sound of the TV still going on in the room.

How was he supposed to look at Jimin now? Should he tell him? He really messed up this time.

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aucollector8005 · 4 years

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~ 04 Famous Last Words

Okay, just so it's clear. Jimin, V and Jk are school friends and Jungkook knows RM from college. They've all hung out like once. RM and Suga are roommates but they don't know each other that well.

》 05

》 Masterlist

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goldenclosetkook · 5 years

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Chapter 42 - When Yoongi Went Round To Jungkooks

Summary:

Up and coming artist, Jeon Jungkook doesn’t see the harm in agreeing to a double date for the sake of his best friends happiness.

<< / 42 / ?

@johnnysneo @daddyjinmas

@hobi-isadaydream @conslack @bangtannnboyz @agoddessofdestruction @liliumoriental @spongebobgotstruckbylightning @bazingadotbizoff @amk-fairy @constantly-in-limerence @uwu-sebastianstan @myet @canyoucallthiswriting @jiminieschilliepeper @typicaltrashbagg @anonymousyoongi @changbeanbag @unmistakenly-me @jinnybun @instantspot @puptaee @spookypumpkinpeach @momdancingtomcr @annalee0101 @darling-winnie @jungkookssistan @brieflyannoyingandfunny

The bruises on Yoongi’s neck burned as he rang the doorbell. Hidden beneath the thick paste of foundation (thank you Lisa), logically he knew they couldn’t be seen, but he still tugged at the collar of his jumper, nervous. Jungkook had asked him to come over, had wanted his company, so why did he feel like a trespasser?

His pale hands trembled in the cold and, clenched in one fist, the bag of cheap take-out swung in the wind. He hoped it hadn’t gotten too cold during the drive over.

He took a deep breath and knocked.

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Yoongi has always been content with silence. It’s comfortable, the idea of being within ones own space, not needing to focus or condense his thoughts into an organised train of dialogue. He likes silence. He does not, however, enjoy sitting across from Jungkook in the living room, while said boy says nothing and frowns at the wall.

He doesn’t want to break through whatever thought processes the younger man was struggling through, but he couldn’t stand the awkwardness in the air.

“Jungkook?”

The boy didn’t respond so he edged forward to the edge of his seat and said it again. “Jungkook?”

“Hmm?” Was the reaction.

“You asked me to come over and I’ve brought some food… Are you hungry?”

“Not. Not really.”

“Oh…” And Yoongi trailed into silence, biting his lip.

Jungkook looked good, even in sweatpants and a ratty grey hoodie he was messing with Yoongi’s heart. Tired eyes and dark hair ruffled as if he’d been running his hands through it, Jeon jungkook was the epitome of what Yoongi would begrudgingly admit being his ‘ideal type’. The younger man yawned and he was struck with the desire to curl up between his legs and sleep against his chest – it looked warm and firm enough to be the most comfortable pillow. Yoongi sort of wanted to cry.

“Want something to drink, hyung?” Jungkook suddenly asked.

“Oh, yes. Please,” Yoongi said.

“Coffee? Tea?”

Yoongi looked down. “Do you possibly have any hot chocolate?”

“Not a fan of bitter things, hmm?” Jungkook smirked and Yoongi blushed, the double entendre not lost on him.

“Some bitter things can be nice,” he murmured. “But I really like sweet things more.”

Jungkook hummed, muttered something under his breath that could’ve been you’re so cute, and headed to the kitchen.

Yoongi stayed on the sofa, slightly star struck. He wanted to believe he’d heard correctly, that his mind hadn’t been playing tricks on him, but it was too much to hope for. It was too much to dare imagine that the boy he was half in love with – it didn’t matter that he hadn’t known him for very long – could maybe, possibly, hopefully like him back? Maybe?

“Milk? In your hot chocolate?” Jungkook called from the kitchen and Yoongi gave an affirmative as he stood up to peer around the room.

A book shelf lay opposite, two rows of books with a row of photo frames sandwiched between them, and all of them slightly dusty. Yoongi chuckled as he looked at each one – Jungkook and Jimin grinning at the camera with their arms around each other, Taehyung laughing as Jungkook struggled to hold onto an angry tomcat, Jimin and Taehyung hugging Jungkook from either side – in every photo, they looked happy, so happy with each other and it tugged at Yoongi’s heartstrings. Jungkook’s smile, thinner top lip and full bottom lip, two small indentations where his front teeth had bitten down, a bunny smile.

He nudged them aside to see the photos hidden behind the first row and smiled again – Jungkook and a boy so alike him in looks that it must’ve been his brother, three photos of the sun rising over Busan, an older couple waving at the camera with their hands linked. The photographer was incredibly talented.

Pushed into the corner, however, was another picture. Blurry and clearly taken mid-movement, Yoongi hesitated in touching it, in recognising that someone he didn’t know was touching Jungkook like that, smiling at him like that, kissing him like that. In the photo, Jungkook was smiling at the camera, both his hands thrown around the neck of another man, someone taller, obviously older, as the stranger had his lips pressed to the boy’s forehead. Yoongi didn’t like it.

He knew it was petty of him, but he took a sick pleasure in shoving the photo back into the corner with the two smiling faces against the wall. It was an old photo, he reasoned, the date in the corner had been nearly three years previous, and Jungkook had probably forgotten about it.

Rearranging the front row of photos to effectively hide the offending reminder quickly, Yoongi turned away just in time to see Jungkook hurrying back into the room, carefully balancing a mug of hot chocolate and what looked like black coffee.

The younger boy was sheepish as he handed Yoongi his drink, watching nervously as he took in the rising spiral of whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles adorning it. Yoongi raised an eyebrow as he met the others gaze.

“I might need a spoon for this,” he said but the delighted smile curling at his mouth betrayed the indifference of his tone and Jungkook relaxed.

“I don’t know, I think you’d suit a white moustache,” the younger man teased, eyes alight with mirth but lingering on his mouth, a hint of something dark coming across his expression before smoothing out. Yoongi wasn’t sure he’d imagined it.

“I do look good in white,” Yoongi let his tongue dart out, a quick swipe across his lower lip and Jungkook swallowed. He definitely did not imagine that. Small victories.

Sipping from his mug, they both sat down, Yoongi curled into the armchair and Jungkook settling across from him on the sofa. Somehow, the older man pondered, Jungkook managed to sit regally, like a King demanding attention, rather than the twenty-one-year-old student that he was. He distracted himself by licking at the cream atop his drink. Jungkook coughed.

“I did want to talk,” he started, fiddling with his own cup. “Tae and Jimin know some of it, but they aren’t you.”

Yoongi wasn’t sure what that had to do with anything.

“And I don’t know why, but it’s important to me that you know the whole thing. Hyung I don’t want to sound cliché by saying there’s something different about you, but you make me feel at home. Talking to you feels like having a conversation with an extension of myself, and I need you to understand everything.” Jungkook was leaning forward now, an urgency appearing as he spoke.

“I’m listening, Kooks,” Yoongi murmured, reeling. This strong, beautiful boy felt at home with him – with him – and he wanted to cry again.

Jungkook closed his eyes for a moment.

“Ok… ok. So. Lunch with Yugyeom and Bambam today. It didn’t go well.”

Yoongi snorted. That was an understatement. Seeing a wild Taehyung appear and scream profanities at a stunned Bambam before punching him had been the highlight of his week. He’d wanted to buy the kid dinner after that but had been too preoccupied with keeping Jungkook from running away like he had. Terse words had been exchanged with Yugyeom before he had left, dragging an angry Bambam behind him, but Jungkook had stayed, had calmed down as Yoongi ran warm hands up and down his back. It had been one of his proudest moments.

Jungkook gave a wry smile at Yoongi’s reaction. “I told you Bambam fucked my ex, right?”

Yoongi nodded.

“Well, he did. I’d been dating Sehun since I was eighteen, he was older than me by a couple of years but he was amazing. He refused to do anything with me until I was of legal age,” Jungkook laughed at the memory. “But he made me laugh, took me so many places, treated me like an equal and not just some kid who had a crush on him. He was my first love, my first everything…”

Something ugly twisted in Yoongi’s chest but he ignored it. The photo in the corner came back to his mind.

“He loved to dance, as well, and we made up so many routines together,” the boy seemed lost in his memories for a moment and completely missed Yoongi’s bitter mutter of I can dance, too.

“That’s, kind of how it all started to go wrong,” the smile on his face was now pained and Yoongi reached over to lace his fingers with Jungkooks.

“It’s ok,” he whispered, not too sure himself why he was speaking so quietly. “You don’t have to tell me.”

Long, callused fingers hesitantly threaded themselves between his own, gripping tightly, and suddenly Jungkook’s smile became a little more real.

“I want you to know, though.” He said and picked up the story again. “I always attended this dance class with Yugyeom and Bambam – I got to know them because of it – and it was always a safe place for me, so one day I brought Sehun with me. I don’t know, I thought it would be a fun thing to do together. And it was! In the beginning… But Bambam was always a flirty little fucker and Sehun was just too oblivious to notice what was going on.”

The hand Yoongi held between his own shook slightly, and he thought Jungkook was trying not to cry.

“I told him to stop, Yugyeom told him to stop, but he wouldn’t. It got worse – there was a group performance at the end of term, a big one, and we all had a partner for it. I was with Sehun – of course I was – but Bambam told the instructor we’d get distracted if we were allowed to dance together. He said our emotions would make us act unprofessionally, and the instructor actually agreed,” Jungkook choked on a rising sob and Yoongi pretended not to notice. “They split us up, put me with Yugyeom and Sehun with Bambam.”

Yoongi could see where it was going and he didn’t like it. The sudden urge to track Bambam down and do more than punch him in the face took hold and he gritted his teeth.

“But Sehun didn’t do anything! He wouldn’t! He was with me, and Sehun wasn’t a cheater,” Jungkook was still talking, spilling it into the air as if it would somehow release him from the lingering pain. “And Bambam knew that! So he started saying stuff, making it seem like I wanted more than friendship from Yugyeom – that every time we laughed or got lunch together it meant something more. And it didn’t! It never did! But he was manipulative. He got under my boyfriend’s skin and made him doubt me, doubt us.”

Jungkook was shaking so much the coffee in his other hand was rippling inside the mug and Yoongi had to gently wrench it from his grip before it spilled. He placed the mug on the side table beside his own and moved until he was kneeling between the boys legs, looking up at him.

Tears streaked down Jungkooks face, getting caught in his eyelashes and on the tip of his slightly-too-big nose, and Yoongi scrunched his fist inside the sleeve of his jumper before wiping them away. Glossy eyes streaked with red were wide as they stared down at him and Yoongi tried very hard not to blush under the weight of such undivided attention.

“That Bambam guy was a dick anyway,” he murmured and Jungkook blinked. “If Tae hadn’t already smacked him like he did, I had half a mind to go and finish the job. I’m sure he doesn’t need a dick when he’s already such a big one.”

A startled laugh escaped the younger boy and he gave Yoongi a tentative smile. Yoongi responded with a shy grin and leaned back.

“Yeah so,” Jungkook said quietly. “Sehun didn’t say anything, because he was never the kind to talk about his problems – never wanted to burden anyone else with his insecurities because he thought it reflected badly on him – and the final performance came. It was good, we all did good. And Bambam suggested we all go out afterwards to celebrate. I didn’t say no, and so we went. And Bambam got Sehun drunk. Like, really drunk.”

“Oh Jungkookie…”

The younger boy sounded so sad, so heartbroken, and in that instant, Yoongi hated everything. He hated Bambam and everything his smug face had done. He hated Sehun for hurting Jungkook like he had. He hated Jungkook for letting himself be hurt. And he hated himself, for not being honest with himself and his friends about who he was.

Jungkook shrugged. “I found out months later. Sehun had started avoiding me, saying he was too busy to go on dates, asked me for a break. I gave it to him – I thought it was just exam stress. It was Yugyeom, who told me, in the end. Couldn’t take the guilt of knowing. Sehun cried when I broke up with him. I know he didn’t cheat on me intentionally – his soul is too good for that. But he was hurt, and confused, and fucking Bambam had gotten into his head, and he just didn’t come and talk to me. He could’ve just fucking talked to me.”

Yoongi didn’t know what to say, but it was clear that Jungkook was done talking. The boy was still crying, silently cringing against his own mind.

“I’m sorry.” Those were the only words that the smaller man could utter. “I’m so fucking sorry, Jungkook. Fuck I’m sorry that bastard felt he could do that to you, I’m sorry that you’re still in pain, I’m sorry that Tae didn’t do more than punch that asshole in the face.”

“It’s ok, hyung,” Jungkook sniffled out. “It was two years ago.”

“Time doesn’t heal everything,” Yoongi said gently. “And you still love him.”

At that, Jungkook shook his head. “No. No I miss him, but I don’t love him anymore. I know that. I’ve moved on.”

“Oh?”

“He never changed his number. We’ve been texting for a couple of weeks and I’m fine. I don’t want him back, hyung.”

“Oh.” Yoongi drew a blank. “That’s good, then.”

“I’ve… actually been asking for his advice...” Jungkook said, cautiously, watching to see how Yoongi would react. “There’s someone I like, someone I’ve liked for a while and I want to ask him out.”

Inside his chest, Yoongi’s heart crippled under the sudden pain. Of course Jungkook had someone! Of course a guy as wonderful as him would not be single for very long! It was ridiculous to have even entertained the possibility that he had a chance.

“I hope it all works out for you, Kooks.” He tried to smile, though it probably came across more as a grimace. “Any man would be lucky to call you theirs.”

“You think so?” Jungkook was eager, the sadness from before washed away to be replaced by something akin to hope. Yoongi didn’t know what he was hoping for.

“Yeah,” he replied, crawling backwards. Maybe if he got some distance between himself and Jungkook, the pain would decrease, but Jungkook followed him. “What are you doing?”

“You said he’d think himself lucky?” The younger boy seriously resembled a bunny with his hands on his knees and face sticking upwards. He looked a little ridiculous and Yoongi wished he wasn’t so endeared.

“Obviously? He’d jump into your arms as soon as you even hint that you like him!”

“Really?” Jungkook was suddenly sceptical and Yoongi was going to get whiplash from the sudden change of emotion.

Yoongi nodded and Jungkook frowned.

“Well, you’re wrong. He didn’t.”

“Uhm…” The smaller man didn’t know where to go from there. Was Jungkook saying he’d been rejected already? What sort of man would reject Jungkook?

Meanwhile, the aforementioned boy was getting dejectedly to his feet and picking up the only half-drunk mugs, intent on taking them back to the kitchen. Yoongi didn’t know what had happened but he didn’t like it.

“Jungkook? Are you ok?”

“Are you really that oblivious, hyung?” Jungkook sighed, throwing the accusation over his shoulder as he continued towards the kitchen.

“I don’t get it. Jungkook, talk to me!” Yoongi begged, following him.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It obviously does otherwise you wouldn’t be getting so upset!”

“Just leave it, hyung! You don’t feel the same, it’s ok!”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Jungkook. Feel what?”

The younger boy dumped the mugs in the sink with a clatter of porcelain that made Yoongi wince and twisted towards him with a scowl.

“It’s you, hyung. You’re the boy I like. And obviously you don’t like me back and that’s ok! So just go, I’ll be fine.”

Yoongi stepped back as if he’d been slapped.

“What?” His voice was small, just like the hope slowly blooming in his chest.

The fight seemed to drain from Jungkook, and his shoulders dropped. “I like you, hyung. Like gross, high school like-like you.”

“Jungkook, I-”

“You don’t feel the same, it’s ok.”

“Jungkook, listen-”

“Hyung no,”

“Jeon Jungkook.”

The younger boy stopped talking, his mouth shutting with a clack of teeth and an audible gulp. Yoongi was smiling, an unidentifiable feeling welling inside him until it threatened to explode.

“I like you too.”

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