• yeah, i’m the trend (yeah, we’re the culprits)

when the money for their mixtape runs dry, yoongi and namjoon do the only thing they can do. no, not selling organs. the other thing. it goes catastrophically, as expected.

• PAUSE, STOP

Yoongi and Namjoon are high-schoolers trying to make it in Seoul's hip hop scene. Alternate reality.

• Starving (& Other Artistic Mediums) ☆

It became a permanent thing the next year in August. But neither of them knew it was going to become a permanent thing. To them it just looked like a temporary thing. A slightly permanent, temporary thing.

Or; Namjoon and Yoongi are both struggling artists. Throw a baby into the mix and they're struggling parents as well. Throw love into the mix and they're just struggling.

• Wherever You Go

After four years, Namjoon and Yoongi are ready for the next step... maybe.

• let the seasons change your mind ☆

Yoongi won’t pretend to understand Namjoon, but the way Namjoon pretends to understand him makes his skin crawl.

• don't think about it too much

namjoon and yoongi meet in a bookstore and talk about schrodinger's cat and other magical creatures (as well as a whole heck of a lot of other things) and become friends and then, somewhere along the way, fall in love.

• the light was perfect ☆

namjoon wonders if it’s weird that he doesn’t know the man’s name. maybe, he thinks, that in these dark times it doesn’t really matter if he gets to know anybody. no matter how intriguing this man seems, he has the same expiration date as everyone else. two weeks, six days, eight hours.

namjoon has a sudden, burning, overwhelming urge to tell the stranger how he feels.

“i don’t think i want to know your name,” he says.

“okay.” the man looks at him.

“is it though? okay?” namjoon asks. the man looks up at him again.

“yeah, i get it. what’s the point, right?” he says with a grimace.

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or, namjoon kim, columbia grad, ex-bookstore employee, first generation immigrant, goes to an end-of the-world orgy, by accident.

• Episode 07: starving in seoul

"Dear Kims,

I was at my usual restaurant and the server reached out to clear my plate, but I accidentally held his hand instead. At first I thought it was my crush getting the better of me, but I moved to Seoul not long ago and I've been pretty lonely. I might be touch starved. Help?

—Starving in Seoul"