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“Do you remember that story you told me? The one about the people before us. The mortals who only got one life to live?”
Jeongguk’s fingers pressed harder into the soft curve of Jimin’s waist, not ready to let go.
“Do you remember how I said I think it’s better that way?”
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Jeongguk is new to this world. Jimin is not.
Two souls, so different yet so similar in ways they don't understand, find their lives entangled through time and through what could only be fate, always so beautifully cruel.
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14 Aug 2026
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Because they've done this a thousand times, and he doesn't even remember when it began to feel this way—when he first noticed how their hands fit each other so perfectly.
With Jimin, it's gentle. Always so gentle.
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your angsty, slightly inaccurate post-disbandment fic.
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13 Aug 2026
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In which it’s 1992 and Jimin is a vampire hunter intent on killing the vampire Jeongguk. Until he isn’t.
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06 Aug 2026
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Park Jimin is a new student at the most elite culinary academy in France. He is naive, passionate, and completely out of his depth.
Chef Jeon is a cold prodigy known for both his brilliant skill and his extreme cruelty. He demands absolute perfection from his students and breaks anyone who can't handle the pressure.
Because of his raw naivety, Jimin instantly becomes Jungkook's favorite target, however, beneath the naivety lies a stubborn streak Jungkook didn't account for.
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01 Aug 2026
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Jimin is a sheltered, church-raised boy from a strict religious household and an even stricter school. His father is the kind of man who speaks in certainty—faith, discipline, obedience—and expects Jimin’s life to follow the same shape.
Jungkook is the new boy who doesn’t belong anywhere near that world—tattoos, piercings, and a stare that makes Jimin forget every warning he’s ever been given.
Jimin tells himself it’s curiosity but somewhere between stolen glances in chapel halls and hands brushing where they shouldn’t, devotion starts to feel a lot like temptation.
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Jimin thought he knew what devotion was… until he met someone worth getting on his knees for.
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31 Jul 2026