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Hoseok and Seokjin go camping in March
"Just a little sip? What's the worst that could happen?" "Uh, food poisoning, allergic reaction, choking. Death. Death death death," Hoseok replied, trying to back away from Taehyung's approach. Taehyung smiled and lifted the bottle to Hoseok's face. "Don't be silly, you won't die." Alternatively: Hoseok dies, turns into a ghost, and meets handsome baker Seokjin, the only person who can see Hoseok.
Hoseok needed to focus, regroup. He needed to evaluate the situation, weigh his options, and find a solution. He needed to work through this like the capable adult he was. He needed to get his hand out of this stupid vending machine.
Alternatively: Hoseok gets his hand stuck up a vending machine and stands up his blind date by accident. For the third time.
Hoseok meets Namjoon's roommate for the second time.
Hoseok is a yoga instructor, and Seokjin is in pain.
Prompt: It’s blazing hot in Seoul and Hoseok’s only reprieve is his daily trip to the ice cream shop after work for whatever tickles his fancy at the moment. The cute guy behind the counter has nothing to do with it, of course.
Seokjin knows Hoseok in the general way you know someone who grew up across the street from you. Then he gets a part time job at the library, and it somehow changes everything.
Hoseok and Seokjin go to the farmer's market.
The others told Hoseok it'd be better that he didn't try to help, to interfere, that they've handled it before. But he'd be damned if his boyfriend wasn't okay without him knowing. Besides, he's been in the group for a half a year now, he can handle it. Right?
Time passes.
Hoseok looks like sin beneath his fingertips and tastes even better.
After graduating high school, Seokjin spends the summer away from home, whisked off to a lavish vacation resort with his only brother. There is a watch on his wrist, genuine leather and white gold. Although he is introduced to the woman his parents intend for him to marry, Seokjin finds himself drawn towards a boy, the waiter who pours his drink in the morning, black coffee into a white mug. He's tender, in a way Seokjin never thought possible. When he speaks, it's like pressing his fingers into a fresh bruise. Seokjin is intrigued— and he wants more.
Hoseok dances akin to a dream that has been personified, with hips that roll like languid waves, and sweat soaked into the back of his shirt. He's succulent, ripe, and his arms are wrapped around Seokjin's shoulders, the sweet drone of a tenor saxophone coercing him to pull the older man closer.
You only fuck Kim Seokjin because Kim Seokjin lets you fuck him.
It's not quite a story. It's not quite the start, or the end, or any part of it, really. It's this: Hoseok falls in love two times. Once, it's as an apology. The second time around, it's as something lingering inside of his chest, holding his heart the same way Seokjin holds onto his hands.
The second time around, it's as something that screams louder than Hoseok has ever did.
hoseok keeps catching seokjin at his worst
All things considered, it’s actually a beautiful day.
Seokjin is a super smart sexy senior and Hoseok would like to be taught.
aka seokjin the cynical meets hoseok the hopeful