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  1. Public Bookmark 66

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    Taehyung was unlike anyone he’d ever met, and it was becoming increasingly obvious to Yoongi that he wasn’t sure where the hell this was going.

    What Taehyung was supposed to be to him, because his heart was telling him there was something there, something promising, maybe even something good, but the way Taehyung hugged him outside the restaurant- brief, friendly, with laughter pressed into his eardrum- told Yoongi a much different story.

    Friends. They were supposed to be friends.

    Or, Yoongi falls in love with Taehyung who was supposed to be nothing more than a fuck buddy, and gets damn good at hiding his feelings.

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    27 Aug 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    "Whenever the sky cried, Yoongi would find himself here; walking up the old mud lanes, over the rickety farm gates and into the wide fields. The smell of wet clay and grass soothing him.
    Through the cow field, through the grain field.
    Into a field filled with tall sunflowers, in the centre a large oak tree."

    or.

    Taehyung is a farmer boy who likes sunflowers and long sunny days. Yoongi seeks comfort in the rain and the open fields.
    One day Taehyung begins writing in the mud, he never would have expected a wandering lonely boy to answer him.

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    24 Aug 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 60

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    Years ago, when Yoongi had first realised that soulmarks meant something - something more - his mother had sat him down and tried to explain it.

    “It’s like a promise, Yoongi,” she’d said, her voice almost like a whisper.

    “A promise? Like a pinky promise? To do what?”

    “To love that person more than anyone. To always care about them, and never to hurt them.”

    “But -” Yoongi had pouted, the backs of his legs hitting the chair as he swung them beneath him. “But I love you more than anyone. I don’t have a snake.”

    His mother had smiled and leaned in close. “It’s a different kind of love, sweetpea. Not stronger, or weaker, just different.” She’d run her fingers lightly against Yoongi’s arm and he’d squirmed as it tickled his skin. “One day, when you get older, your mark will appear.”

    Yoongi had grinned at that, at the thought of getting his own mark, his own talisman, like his mother’s snake. “How will I find them?” he’d asked. “The person who matches me?”

    “You just have to keep looking.”

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    24 Aug 2020

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    One night at the ballet, in the crowd Taehyung sees the most beautiful face he's ever laid eyes on. He paints that face over and over again, but never expects to actually meet the man that face belongs to. He never expects to fall in love with him.

    Also available in Russian, link in first chapter~

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    18 Aug 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 20

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    The pots of his plants do not whisper Yoongi a good morning and the kitchen counter no longer hums greetings. The faded brick walls do not tell him the weather, and the yellowed pages of poetry books he’s left scattered on top of his mahogany desk no longer remind him of the date today. Instead, they tell him “He’s in love, he’s terribly in love” and “He’s in love, and with you.”

    Yoongi would catch his favorite mug mumble anecdotes of sanguine faces and locked pinkies as he nurses it in his hands. His apartment keys jingle and ramble about stolen kisses and long, lingering goodbyes. His scarf would murmur something about the faint scent of dried paint and sweet pea and the buttons on his trench coat would tease him about tender, burning stares.

    “He loves you, he’s in love with you,” his wristwatch whispers into the dark of the night as it sits on his shelf.

    “You’ve only seen him once,” Yoongi grunts.

    “Once is more than enough,” it retorts, voice rather condescending, yet gentle all the same. “I could feel your pulse. You, too. You’re in love with him, too.”

     

    (or: Yoongi talks to objects and Taehyung walks in dreams. They're both in love.)

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    15 Aug 2020