happy twenty-three, hyung. love, jungkookie.

it's just a note, stuck in a red envelope with silly drawings and a couple of gift cards sort of folded, but mostly crinkled. yoongi keeps the card.

Yoongi has not gone to the studio in months. It has been so long since he's sat down and written music, so long since he spoke of it with passion.

They are all worried about him, but he shuts himself away. He is so tired- tired of lacking inspiration, tired of being forced, tired of being tired.

And then there is a boy at the lake, and the boy is beautiful. The boy is everything.

And suddenly, Yoongi wants to write again.

“No way.” Jeongguk says, breath ghosting across Yoongi’s cheeks. “Holy shit, I love you.”

Yoongi freezes, and then shifts, pulls back.

“You don’t know me.” He looks anywhere but Jeongguk. “I’m very unlovable.” He laughs, so it sounds like a joke.

Jeongguk doesn’t laugh. He blinks slowly at Yoongi, eyes round and big, lashes catching, like a sleepy owl from a storybook. It’s fucking enchanting. Yoongi looks away again.

“No, I’m a very good judge of character.” Jeongguk says. “I love you.” He repeats.

(Yoongi meets Jeongguk in the fall, when everything outside is starting to die, and they fall in that good, slow, sweet and sticky like warmed honey kinda love.)

the thing about jungkook is that he’s a bit of a spacey witch.

“it was pretty,” namjoon protests, trying to defend himself. “and it was a gift from a fan. wouldn’t she have been troubled to have to take it home?”

“and you brought it back to let it die?” yoongi interjects, dry as sand. he rises to his feet, dusting off his jeans. “you gonna take care of it, namjoonie?”

“how hard can it be,” namjoon says, but he sounds hesitant, like he knows his own annihilatory powers will trump his determination. “it’s a small plant. it needs water, sunlight, and air. we can provide all of those. piece of cake.”

(yoongi and jungkook take care of a plant together.)

"He’s still not used to seeing Jungkook in those damned white t-shirts, in those damned panties. The periwinkle lace trim makes his throat dry, the black lace makes him burn. Yoongi’s favorite, though, are the pretty purple flowers embroidered over the sides and crotch, outlining Jungkook’s erection perfectly."

Yoongi isn't like Jeongguk's brother's other alpha friends and Jeongguk is secretly sort of really in love with him.

yoongi [7:58] IM READY TO DROP DEAD

jimin [7:59] relatable

jin [7:59] you say that at least three times a week

namjoon [7:59] is this about the guy you keep running into

tae [8:00] what guy?????? are u keeping tea from me????????

jin [8:01] theres a mysterious hot guy on campus that yoongi keeps running into like a damn romantic drama but every time they meet he ends up nearly killing yoongi

tae [8:01] kinky

jan 17 2018 ∞
feb 3 2018 +