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Jungkook helps Seokjin come down after a fun concert.
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“How could you?” Seokjin instantly accuses, feeling the sting of betrayal acutely behind his ribs, and Yoongi gestures for him to sit. He does not. “Of all the players- you know how I feel about him!”
“Hyung-”
Seokjin doesn’t give him time. “He’s an arrogant, undisciplined, loose cannon who has no respect for the game!”
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Safe and Sound by TracksDifferent for devout_jinnist
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
04 Mar 2021
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“I- do I not make you feel good?” Jungkook blurts, unable to hold Seokjin’s gaze, his cheeks heating under Seokjin’s touch.
“What?”
“I don’t- I know I don’t really know what I’m doing and I’m sorry, I’m trying to figure it out-”
“What are you talking about?” Seokjin cuts in.
“You just- you’re so quiet, I never thought you’d be so quiet but I must not be doing what you like or-” Jungkook babbles, his emotions on the brink of overflow.
“Oh my god JK no- it’s not you,” Seokjin murmurs sweetly, pressing his lips to Jungkook’s forehead. “It’s not you, it’s- it’s me, it’s a me thing.”
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26 Apr 2026
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JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
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Jungkook expressed himself in the only way he knew how when it came to Seokjin; through headlocks and ever more impressive displays of his budding physical prowess.
Major crush on Seokjin acting up? Pick him up. Push him into a wall. Challenge him to a duel. Anything to alleviate the need for physical contact under the guise of playing.
And it had worked so well, until it didn’t.
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A few weeks go by before the next selca hits Seokjin's inbox - again, just to him. Seokjin frowns, wondering if he should tell Jungkook he's the only one getting them, but when he opens the picture he chokes on his iced Americano.
It's Jungkook in his bed again but his usual funny face is replaced with... Seokjin hesitates to describe it because he's afraid he's projecting what he wants to see or something. It's pretty dark in the room, Jungkook's face illuminated by the phone screen, his lower lip trapped between his teeth.
It makes Seokjin feel hot all over, makes him shift in his seat, and he doesn't have time to think about it so he quickly types and sends a message.
me what did I tell you about taking selcas in my bed?