archiveofourown.org/works/74177456
Jungkook waits every night for the return of the motorbike rider. He knows that one night, *he* won't be the same anymore. But he doesn't know when. So he waits.
archiveofourown.org/works/74177456
Jungkook waits every night for the return of the motorbike rider. He knows that one night, *he* won't be the same anymore. But he doesn't know when. So he waits.
archiveofourown.org/works/68882241
“It’s not an exact science.”
Jimin had tears gathering at this lash line, threatening to spill, a blush darkening his cheeks. Jungkook had to take a deep breath to calm his racing heart.
“But I like the possibility.”
archiveofourown.org/works/68882241
“It’s not an exact science.”
Jimin had tears gathering at this lash line, threatening to spill, a blush darkening his cheeks. Jungkook had to take a deep breath to calm his racing heart.
“But I like the possibility.”
archiveofourown.org/works/63955399
archiveofourown.org/works/63955399