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Taehyung, a street savvy biomechanic, is a prisoner to his high-tech, neon-lit melancholy. A lone pixel in the chrome jungle of Seoul’s undercity.
Jungkook is a runaway with blades in his arms and hope written in his genetic code.
Between the oily residue of night market tables and the rickety steps of the Hakone mountains, there is a little bus station in the fog.
Jungkook should be focused on winning, but his mind's stuck on wondering whether or not this Kim Taehyung guy fucks harder than he hits.
In which Taehyung eats a magical fortune cookie and wakes up physically dependent on Jeongguk’s body heat.
Jeongguk & Taehyung are worst enemies in High School, until Taehyung gets into an accident and has complete memory loss.
Sometimes you find your soulmate in the form of a dirty kid on the playground. Sometimes it takes a little longer to figure it out, but that's okay - in the meantime, you have a best friend.
Pick up the pace like danger and ride.
And then suddenly comes out a rumor about said Jeongguk being fucking hung and Taehyung wants to punch him in the face even more than before (he also kind of wants to suck his dick, but that’s beside the point).
“Goodnight Jungkookie,” Taehyung whispers, after they’ve drunk everything in the house, after they’ve watched the sky turn orange, and then pink, and then blue, after they’ve climbed the creaky stairs together, stumbling and giggling and bumping into each other. “I think we’re going to be best friends.”
And they are. For five years they’re the very best of friends. Two peas in a pod. Until something shifts and Jungkook is knocked onto his ass, and everything changes again.
Jungkook meets Taehyung in a dirty club with terrible music and harsh lights that color his skin blue. Jungkook has just started feeling lonely when he meets Taehyung, who seems to have been lonely his entire life.
Wealthy corporate titan Jeon Jeongguk subscribes to a membership with an elite escort agency, where he meets his scintillating host for the night who promises to fulfill his every desire. But all that glitters is not gold, and not even reading the fine print will prepare him for what’s to come.
Wealthy corporate titan Jeon Jeongguk subscribes to a membership with an elite escort agency, where he meets his scintillating host for the night who promises to fulfill his every desire. But all that glitters is not gold, and not even reading the fine print will prepare him for what’s to come.
Jungkook hadn't meant to lose nine million.
He certainly hadn't meant to lose his kidney.
And he hadn't meant to meet Kim Taehyung.
“You two have so much pent up frustration I can feel it radiating whenever you step in the same room.”
“I think that’s their sexual tension.”
“Oh, is that what they call hatred nowadays?”
(Or, Jungkook just wants to make it through college and play soccer. A mortal enemy with benefits who also happens to be your team captain can make that pretty damn difficult)
taehyung sighs, and his breath comes out in smoke. he leans back, gripping the bottom of his stool with cold-numbed fingers, and to the night sky, he asks, “do you think that you could love me?”
i might already, jeongguk thinks, honestly. what type of love, he is yet to find out一after all, all flowers look the same underground.
“yes,” jeongguk says, and cannot help himself from saying it earnestly. when it comes to taehyung, it is too hard to say things without meaning them, “i think i could.”
Taehyung is a full-time lawyer, part-time voyeur. He knows he's in trouble when the kid he jerks off to makes the first move. If the fall doesn't kill them, their love could outlive the sun. But it's a very big if.
taehyungs a mob boss, and jeongguk gets stuck in a mafia war
Alternatively, Jungkook and his girlfriend make a bet out of boredom, the winner gets to pick someone for a threesome, and Julia has her sights on pretty, poor waiter Kim Taehyung. Things get complicated as she drops out of the equation.
In Taehyung's three years of escorting, he thought he had nailed the art of being coy and detaching himself from his clients. And then Jeon Jeongguk came along.
The thing about Figure Skating is that it's the most brutal sport disguised as something incredibly beautiful to look at, something elegant and frail. Just like Kim Taehyung.
taehyung hates the (totally hot) bratty freshman that stole his spot in the art exhibition.
Manhattan socialite Kim Taehyung, beautiful and confident, suddenly shows up in skirts and high heels and leaves him breathless.
“Did I make baby sad?" Taehyung calls as he backs away. "So sad." Jungkook fake pouts, then shoves up a middle finger. "Get lost."
Jeongguk falls in love with Taehyung when he’s 15. Problem is, he never quite learns how to fall out.
In short - theirs is a love story a long time in the making.
Taehyung nearly chokes, but only nearly. Instead he raises an eyebrow and puts on the most suave smile he can manage. Hopes he looks far more collected than his for-some-reason racing heartbeat would let on, more suit-and-wine than elementary-schooler-with-a-new-crush. “You like me?”
Jeongguk blushes, and looks at his feet. He’s smiling. “Of course.”
“Really?” Taehyung says. “Like? Or like like?”
Getting lost in Paris at midnight was not on Taehyung's bucket list.
Meeting Jeon Jeongguk and embarking on a whirlwind all-night tour of the city was definitely not on his bucket list---but he's not complaining.
Taehyung and Jeongguk have been best friends for six years.
Taehyung's new dealer off campus smells like apple cider, and his voice sounds like falling leaves in the wind.
may 22 2022 +