Taehyung and Jungkook meet on Omegle.

In the midst of struggling with debts and empty plastic packets of instant ramyeon, Taehyung and Jeongguk joined forces to put the phrase "sex sells" to good use.

Taehyung likes Iced Caramel Macchiatos, the Arts, and a man that vaguely resembles the Adonis statue.

(i saw you at starbucks once and immediately started crushing on you and oh shit did you just talk to me? fuck im so weird you're probably weirded out im so dead kill me now au)

Jeongguk never thought he would end up stumbling upon his Twitter crush's nsfw account, much less discover he's a camboy. As if that wasn't enough already, he ends up at Jeongguk's place with something he can't refuse.

After two years of being a cheerleader, Taehyung has come to know all the people who usually attend the basketball games. So obviously, he wouldn't fail to notice him.

(Or, Taehyung is a cheerleader, Jeongguk is a not-so-really punk and Taehyung never thought he could fall in love so effortlessly.)

Nine sessions over the span of a year.

One of the quiet girls speaks up. “It’s interesting to see the difference between your last photos of him and these ones. The last ones, you looked like you were worshipping him, in a way. And in these, he looks like he’s worshipping you.”

Jungkook is but a simple delivery boy; the last thing he needs is a high maintenance fake boyfriend.

When you make six figures a year, Valentino isn’t that big of a deal.

If you can read this, take another shot.

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