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ssaemchu · 7 years

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‘One eye smile, and bam - I’m tempting your girl.’

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ssaemchu · 7 years

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HIS SMILE IS THE SUN

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ssaemchu · 7 years

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resentment (2/?) | yoongi x reader

“You’re too good to leave behind.”

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pairing: min yoongi x reader, kim taehyung x reader wordcount: 2,870 chapter summary: when yoongi moves in, you don’t see much of him. (you tell yourself that’s fine by you.) that all changes when something catches him unawares. disclaimers/warnings: none (oh my god here i am cRAwLING BACK TO bts fic after so long lol i hope this is okay!! this’ll be a bit of a slow-burn, but i’ll likely be done in 3-5 chapters. cross-posted on ao3)

The piano instrumental is tinny as it blasts through the small speaker Taehyung had lent you, the only other sound in your apartment the simmering of the one-pot pasta your most recent paycheck let you buy. You’re still in your work uniform when someone doorbells, and you sigh. It could only be Min Yoongi, whom you’d been unable to shake after texting the number Tae had scribbled on a napkin the last time you’d met up.

“Damn it,” you mutter, lowering the heat of the stove and wiping your hands on a towel. You’d made a last-ditch effort to hustle on finding other roommates, but none of the people who applied online had as good an application as Yoongi. Maybe your requirements were a little steep—not many of the other ads required a pro-con list and a recommendation letter—but you were particular about your space, and the bunk bed situation meant you had to be a little stricter than usual.

Today’s when you’d scheduled his tour of the place and your discussion of terms, but part of you had still hoped he’d back out. You plaster on a fake smile as you open the door, finding Yoongi stepping gingerly on your tacky tiger-print mat, the paper bag in his hand emitting a divine smell that’s familiar to you.

“Is that from the lamb skewer place round the block?” you say, an eyebrow raised.

“I thought it’d be rude to come over without bringing anything,” he says, adjusting his black beanie and flicking his hair away from his brows. You haven’t thought about Yoongi since you graduated nearly a year ago; in fact, he is one of the people you’d wanted to forget about.

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ssaemchu · 7 years

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