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just a bunch of bangtan fics sent from heaven for ships trash like me (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

✿ some triggering warnings may apply to some fics so make sure to check the tags before reading it ✿

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✧・゚:* namjoon&hoseok *:・゚✧

‘i’m gonna get you out of that shitty house,' namjoon tells him, 'and we’ll go on a bunch of stupid adventures together and i’ll rap and you can dance all you want, okay?’

‘that sounds nice, namjoon,’ hoseok says, voice soft and faraway.

‘and then a few years later he went off without you, huh?’

‘yeah,’ namjoon says, there’s a lump in his throat, like the beginning stages of a bad cold. ‘without me.’

it’s only about five minutes after the chill sets in, taking residence deep in his bones, does hoseok faintly recall that he’s scared of heights. (Part 1 of a hollow tune companion pieces)

his cheek hits the toilet seat and he lunges, coughing up transparent sick into the bowl and everything burns. his eyelashes are knotted by salted tears, present even when he’s too numb to remember what sadness feels like anymore. he crumples, hugging the bowl, because the world’s starting to spin and he needs namjoon to come and stop it, but he fucked that up along with everything else in his life and namjoon isn’t around to save him this time. (Part 2 of a hollow tune companion pieces)

also known as 5 times namseok got caught and one time they didn't.

When Namjoon's life starts resembling one of those stupid teenage movies, he begins to wonder whether he's a damsel in distress or a knight in shining armor.

Nothing Hoseok does helps Namjoon figure them out.

Hoseok has always had a penchant for falling in love with wrong people. (Part 1 of everybody's waiting up to hear if i dare speak your name)

This one time Taehyung found a mermaid and named it Namjoon. Unfortunately for him, he can't keep it. Fortunately for Namjoon, Hoseok has plenty of space. Hoseok has little choice in the matter, and even less choice when it comes to falling for this lavender-haired mystery.

It didn’t mean anything. There was no way it meant anything. They were - they were roommates. Friends. They had different bedrooms and different beds and - and okay, fine, they didn’t always sleep in their own beds every single night, but they mostly did.

Jung Hoseok and tequila are an absolutely lethal combination.

Hoseok puts on a show, in the arena and at home.

collection of drabbles

"you're not going back over there. we’re done for today." wow, namjoon is using his ‘leader tone’. Scary. he wasn't going to. ok, maybe he was. just for five more minutes. (which roughly translates into: ‘i’ll sleep when the sun comes up’)

or;

yoongi and friends hang out at the studio

his cheek hits the toilet seat and he lunges, coughing up transparent sick into the bowl and everything burns. his eyelashes are knotted by salted tears, present even when he’s too numb to remember what sadness feels like anymore. he crumples, hugging the bowl, because the world’s starting to spin and he needs namjoon to come and stop it, but he fucked that up along with everything else in his life and namjoon isn’t around to save him this time.

The dangling silver adjustment chain on the choker sparkles in the morning sunlight, and Hoseok is struck dumb, reverent, watching Namjoon's fingertips on the delicate clasp. (Part 1 of lit)

"Not lonely, not really," Namjoon sighs, reaching out to rub his thumb over the exposed skin of Hoseok's hip where his shirt has ridden up a bit. "Not anymore. I'm glad you're here, Hoseok-ah." Hoseok peers at Namjoon through his fringe, the corners of his lips curved into a gentle smile that shows off his dimples. (Part 2 of lit)

he one in which Namjoon is a lift-boy, and Hoseok is broken.

The one in which Namjoon is clueless, and Hoseok just wants to stop his heart from beating so damn fast.

hoseok's life is ruled by the mantra, "not my business" but it's hard to ignore the business of your best friend when you're kind of in love with said best friend.

hoseok's probably going to be the cause of namjoon's eventual destruction.

Hoseok needs a partner, he knows he needs a partner. He just doesn’t need Kim Namjoon to be that partner.

There are almost three hundred people in Namjoon’s town, and not one of them could tell him much about Chamberlain Academy, except that it houses youths with special abilities from all across the country, and that it sits just beyond the old wheat field behind Namjoon’s family home.

It starts with Namjoon looking to blow off steam.

If Hoseok tries hard enough, maybe he can still list all the Namjoon moments in his life–namely all the things Namjoon broke, and he helped fix.

Kim Namjoon doesn't dance.

(But when Hoseok asks, it's pretty hard to resist.)

Namjoon's never met someone with a knot before.

Hoseok and Namjoon's new neighbors are nice. Unsettlingly nice. Hoseok knows they're up to something, and no way is he going to lose this arms race of niceness.

It's not that Hoseok really needs to sleep with Namjoon, he really doesn't. It's just that it keeps happening all the damn time.

Truthfully, Namjoon doesn't know when exactly he fell for Hoseok. It's been so long now he honestly can't remember a time where he didn't love Hoseok, where he didn't ache for something he knew he wouldn't be getting.

Having a daughter is all about new experiences.

Aversion to certain people and kinds of coffee is permanent; reign over a Pokemon gym isn’t — this is what Hoseok believes. Too bad Namjoon is determined to prove him wrong.

When Yoongi said before that he would do everything to ruin Namjoon's life after Namjoon had 'gifted' him with a year-long membership in the gym that the 'object of Yoongi's wildest and kinkiest desires' frequented, Namjoon didn't think Yoongi was actually serious.

may 29 2016 ∞
sep 27 2016 +