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    “He’s so good like this,” Hoseok says with a pleased little sigh. “He’s so good all the time, but he’s so good like this.”

    Yoongi nods in agreement, looking over at Hoseok. “S’why we gotta take care of him.”

    Namjoon feels faintly embarrassed at the way they’re talking, but not in an entirely unpleasant way. Still, he argues weakly, “You don’t need to take care of me.”

    Hoseok hums, leans in to kiss underneath Namjoon’s ear. “No, we don’t need to. But we like to. And you like us to. So why argue semantics?”

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    11 Nov 2019

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    “Go get Jungkook,” Yoongi sighed. “I’m going to need his help.” At Namjoon’s look, Yoongi said, “This guy’s in trouble. He said no hospitals, no police.” Yoongi swallowed hard. “Namjoon, he said they’d kill him.”

    Namjoon rubbed his face and said, “The last thing we need around here is some gang shit or--” he gently nudged the guy’s foot with the toe of his boots -- “some chaebol shit, Jesus, Yoongi, those are two million won shoes.”

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    Of all the kinds of magic, Seokjin prefers enchanters’ magic most. Loves the power to entrance and beguile, captivate and mesmerize. Loves walking into a room and knowing everyone wants to be him, be with him, or be on him.

    Yet of all the kinds of magic, Seokjin practices enchanters’ magic least.

    It’s just that he doesn’t need magic to charm people.

    He’s good at that all on his own.

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    24 Oct 2019

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    Hyunwoo’s younger brother didn’t look exactly like him, or even that close— he had similar rosebud lips and uniquely shy eyes, but where Hyunwoo was hard and flat his brother was soft and curved. He smiled, and his dimples popped, and Minhyuk thought to himself: Wow, is this what being gay feels like?

    He hoped it was, because it felt awesome.

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    16 Oct 2019

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    Jooheon turns at the sound of his name. He immediately regrets it. The store clerk is one of those dangerous, rebellious-looking boys who probably doesn’t go to Church or answer his mom’s texts--the ones that all the scripted teenage dramas told Jooheon to both adore and fear. Jooheon’s mom has clearly always said: find someone 1) good to their parents, 2) God-fearing, and 3) successful. Jooheon claimed it was impossible. You can’t be all three at once. Those with money have no reason to fear God.

    The guy--his nametag says “MINHYUK!! HE/HIM!! ASK ME ANYTHING!!”--has hair dyed a pinkish orange like the last dregs of a warm summer sunset. His face is tan and smooth like a BB-cream-painted ceramic plate, and there’s reddish brown eyeshadow flecked at the corners of his eyes. His pants are tight, tight, tight black denim with rips over his thighs. One rip is so high up that Jooheon can see the black edge of his boxers beneath.

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