working long nights on street corners, offering himself to fuck and be fucked, was never an easy ordeal but with taehyung by his side, jimin was able to grit his teeth and bear it.
that is, of course, until one night when taehyung doesn't come back.
hoseok just got dumped and now a clearly under aged bartender is refusing to serve him a much needed round of shots.
("can you do this teenage angst thing some other time? my ex just walked in with his new boyfriend and i could really use some liquid cowardice."
the kid narrows his eyes in the direction hoseok had nodded toward. "seokjin hyung's your ex?")
hoseok nods. "you know him?"
"yeah," jeongguk glares at hoseok and begins stepping away, definitely refusing to serve him any drink at all. "he dumped me for you.")
jeongguk feels stupid for asking the question but seokjin's reaction to it, his caught breath and bitten bottom lip, intrigues him even more.
seokjin shakes his head. "everyone knows the quickest way to end a new relationship is to talk about the old ones."
jeongguk asks about seokjin's exes.
these jinkook fics were written and deleted and now they're resurrected
"unfortunately, there aren't any human souls to feed on in this realm but if you're patient, we could send you right back to hell where you belong and where there are more than enough souls to feed on for eternity."
on jeongguk's left, seokjin tilts his head and stares at him, mouth parted, eyebrows bunched up. jeongguk explains:
"you have to remove yourself from the equation and make the customer feel like their problem is important enough for the whole store to take care of it."
seokjin blinks at him. "jeongguk, this is a demon."
or the one where jeongguk runs a ghost hunting business under the guise of a plumbing business but finds himself pretending to be a plumber just to be around his first love seokjin.
jimin was supposed to stay gone. but he came back, against all odds, while taehyung was stuck in the suburban recesses of a dying city, wiling the days away and waiting for nothing. he isn’t waiting for nothing anymore — he’s waiting for something. he’s waiting for the inevitable chokehold, the bared teeth, the fingernail crescent moons in cheap, red leather. there is still nothing, but it’s a different kind of nothing.
Bookmarked by nonheather
16 May 2017
the best damn thing. sweltering with nostalgia, a fantastic story that perfectly describes a lost generation and the push and pull of time. fucking brilliant.
Falling in love with the Prince of Karugae was the worst mistake Taehyung ever made in his entire life.
Bookmarked by nonheather
06 Sep 2016
brilliant writing, accented by undertones of unrelenting passion and a subtle deviousness that would put the greats to shame