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feedback like this is the reason i write 🥹 thank you sooooo much i’m so glad you enjoyed it !

𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 — 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢

— based this off of a dream i had the other day; idol!yoongi x best friend!reader — yoongi is seeking some feedback for his new track and the only person he trusts for quality control, is you.

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𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 — fluff! almost friends to lovers, yoongi is sweet, affection, physical touch, words of affirmation

it wasn't unusual to just exist in yoongi's presence whilst he worked on music. he'd sit at his computer, slouched in his chair headphones lazily draped over his ears, fingers tapping at the keys on his keyboard as he endlessly looped the same section of music over and over again.

he would do this for hours while you entertained yourself; either catching up with emails or as much as you hated to admit it, probably doom scrolling on social media. your conversations over the span of a couple of hours usually consisted of you calling out his name, followed by a distant but acknowledging grumble, you asking him a question which he would answer with another disengaged exhale.

today, however, he seemed particularly irritated. not easily discernible; but you could tell by the way he shifted in his seat, the abnormal number of frustrated exhales, and the moment he suddenly thrust himself back and cursed under his breath, pressing his head into his hands. it was difficult to fight off the urge to ask "are you okay?" which was threatening to escape your lips, as you knew he'd just glance at you nonchalantly and utter a succinct, blasé "yes."

you were reclining on a couch not too far away from his setup. his long, dark hair was neatly swept back by his headphones, except for a few odd strands which draped over his forehead, occasionally sticking to thin veil of sweat beginning to coat his skin. his eyes just wandered the screen intently, although there was a tired glaze over them.

"can you do me a favor?" he asked softly, casually, turning his head toward you. you blinked. that had to be his daily word count used up all in one go.

his eyes were soft, mouth slightly ajar with a subtly curve to his lips. you didn't know why he was smiling, especially when he looked so frustrated just moments ago. maybe it was the way you looked: lazily sprawled out on the couch, limbs wrapped around a blanket, sleepily scrolling through your phone.

"hmm?" you murmured softly, unaware of how tired you had become. though grateful for the break in silence as you were probably only moments away from unconsciously dropping your phone from your hand and falling asleep.

there was a slight chuckle in his voice. "can you give this a listen?" he asked softly, a faint rasp coloring his words; likely from hours of silence, and maybe the fact that he hadn't taken a sip of water in just as long.

yoongi removed the headphones from his head, shaking his hair back into place as he did, lightly grasping them in his hand. he blinked at you again, letting out a gentle exhale that bordered on a laugh, eyes crinkling when he noticed you hadn't even budged.

being a night owl, it didn't bother him that it was creeping into the early hours. the sun had set long ago. you, on the other hand, had gotten far too comfortable on his couch and were only just managing to stave off sleep.

"come here, bring your blanket." he mumbled, his eyes still crinkled with amusement, the corners of his lips pressing into his cheeks in a tender smile. yoongi continued to watch you fight your way into an upright position, his attention unwavering.

if you hadn't of been so tired, the way he was staring at you so intently would have made your hands sweat, but you were too focused on standing up; which you eventually did, slowly pottering over to his side as he slid the headphones over your ears, gently adjusting your hair with his slender fingers so they didn't get in the way.

"why are you asking me? i'm not a producer," you sleepily quipped, adjusting the blanket that you had draped over your shoulders. "why don't you send it to pdogg or something."

"no, you're not," he stated softly. yoongi gently placed his hands to your waist and guided you to sit on his knee, pressing his chin onto your shoulder as he leaned forward, hovering the mouse over the play button, "but your input is important to me. you don't have to understand music to know if it sounds good."

you could've sworn you could feel your cheeks flush with heat, either that or you were getting too warm from the blanket.

he pressed play, and the silence of the room combined with the almost audible pounding of your own heart was swiftly replaced with bass.

sleepily, you found yourself subconsciously leaning back into the warmth of yoongi. he didn't pull away or resist. one hand rested gently on the side of your thigh, whilst the other affectionately hooked around your waist, holding you comfortably on his knee.

the song had so many elements that screamed yoongi, while still feeling fresh and different. it was the kind of track you'd listen to with headphones on, back against the mattress, eyes closed.

it was so immersive, you had almost forgot how close yoongi was, until you felt his warm breath on the side of your neck, his chin resting comfortably on your shoulder as he cocked his head ever so slightly to the side.

eventually, the song came to a stop. he used the hand that had been softly resting on your thigh to pull back of the cup of the earphones from the ear closest to him. "well? what did you think?" he uttered softly, a hint of apprehension in his tone.

"yoongi - i, i mean, it's just incredible-" you started, before feeling a short gust of warm air on your neck as he softly exhaled in a laugh. he eventually pulled away, reclining back in his seat, and the immediate loss of closeness and warmth left you feeling a little hollow.

"you don't need to be sarcastic," he mumbled, though you could hear the smile in his voice.

"i'm not. friend to friend," you said, almost tasting the bitterness of the word friend on your tongue, knowing how giddy and anxious you felt around him at times. "this song is beautiful. i, i have nothing else to say. it's perfect."

you turned to look at him, feeling a little uneasy under his intense, affectionate stare. "that snippet at the end - the rain and the laughter," you started, "is that from when-"

"we were at hangang park," you both said at the same time, laughing softly.

yoongi's hand unconsciously made itself comfortable on your thigh, his thumb absentmindedly grazing back and forth. "even though i told you to bring an umbrella. you were so soaked. i mean, we both were..." he spoke fondly, stumbling on his words slightly as if he was just now remembering that he got wet too; like you were the only one who really mattered in that moment.

"i didn't realise you still had that video. that was a while ago." you chuckled, reminiscing on yoongi almost keeling over belly-laughing as you were absolutely sodden, sat on a picnic blanket trying to shield yourself from the rain in between laughter. he had his phone out recording you as the heavens opened from above and a torrential downpour assaulted you both. yoongi, however, was under the luxury of an umbrella 'this is what happens when you don't listen to my advice.' he said between ragged giggly breaths.

with perfect comedic timing, the wind swept the canopy of the umbrella inside out and he lost his grip, it rolled down the grassy bank and hurled itself into a nearby bush. and this was the point of the video you heard overlapped on the song; you laughing at the wind taking revenge for you, and yoongi laughing at the absurdity of it all. you both laughed until it hurt, absolutely soaked through, cold, damp and filled with a euphoric sense of happiness.

"you always notice the little things," he murmured, brushing astray strand of hair from your face. his voice quiet, almost reluctant before he added with a subdued smirk. "maybe that's why i keep you around."

you smiled, feeling your heart flutter but saying nothing, letting the moment hang between you for a beat.

"what's the song called?" you queried, smile lingering on your lips as the memory remained in the forefront of your mind.

"only you."

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namjoon has a gentle way of loving. his voice soft, a light hand on your back, that one smile reserved for just you. he doesn’t need to make a show of it. he simply is your safety. your peace.

he does his job well, holding himself confidently, meeting every round of small talk with intellect and poise. he's a true professional, captivating everyone without even trying.

he knows how overwhelming it can be, a room of industry professionals, amidst the made-up faces and false niceties.

so he keeps an eye on you, always attuned. whispered words. inside jokes. small secrets kept between the two of you, no matter who's around.

that's the thing about namjoon, he loves mindfully. no matter the moment, no matter the setting, you are always his first thought.

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KILLIN' IT GIRL ↳ @kpopcreators event 08: summer + bingo — favorite stage

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namjoon has a gentle way of loving. his voice soft, a light hand on your back, that one smile reserved for just you. he doesn’t need to make a show of it. he simply is your safety. your peace.

he does his job well, holding himself confidently, meeting every round of small talk with intellect and poise. he's a true professional, captivating everyone without even trying.

he knows how overwhelming it can be, a room of industry professionals, amidst the made-up faces and false niceties.

so he keeps an eye on you, always attuned. whispered words. inside jokes. small secrets kept between the two of you, no matter who's around.

that's the thing about namjoon, he loves mindfully. no matter the moment, no matter the setting, you are always his first thought.

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211128 BTS Jimin at PTD On Stage in Los Angeles Day ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬2 © black n white do not edit, crop, or remove the watermark

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hobi’s on-stage personas are known and adored by millions. whatever you’re looking for, he can be it. happy-go-lucky, cool and edgy, smooth and sensual. but for all the faces jung hoseok shows the world, it’s hard for most people to grasp who he really is underneath it all.

but you? you know him. not as j-hope or hobi or jay. to you, he’s just your hoseok.

for him, that’s the biggest relief of all.

as he walks in his mask drops, his persona of the day left at the door. all he has to be is himself, and knowing that is what brings him peace.

of course, every face he shows ARMY is his own. on stage he's still him, just, amplified. he loves to perform, to bring joy and entertain, to give his all and more for army.

having said that, being able to come home and dial it down, to exist without performing, to relax into your presence, that’s what he looks forward to every day.

you don’t treat him like a superstar, you treat him like a person, like your person.

you wait up for him, greeting him at the door with a sleepy smile and warm arms. you ask about his day, whether it was full of high-energy rehearsals or just meetings and errands. you show the same gentle interest no matter what, captivated by the mundane and the glamour all the same.

of course, you’re amazed by him. his talent, his drive, is like nothing you’ve ever seen. even so, you see beyond all of that. you see him.

and that’s what matters most.

he can go out and be cheered, praised, adored by the world, but only you make him feel human. only you give him the comfort, the peace, the normalcy that he craves. you are his home. his safety zone.

somewhere along the way, he realized that’s all he really needs.

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250619 M COUNTDOWN j-hope - Killin’ It Girl (Solo Version)

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‘Killin' It Girl (feat. GloRilla)’ - j-hope

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experienced some things last night 🫠

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250530 - bts on twitrer: j-hope ‘Killin' It Girl’ Concept Photo - 10 out of 1

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yoongi is the most acts of service man to ever live, but he's subtle about it. he doesn't like to make a big show, he's not trying to get praise for his selfless acts. he prefers to be helpful unnoticed.

it's not like you're a lazy person, some tasks just seem daunting or get pushed back in place of more urgent things, and yoongi takes note of everything.

any chores you've been procrastinating get magically completed just before you muster the energy to attempt them. whenever you get up from your desk, having been working for a while, just to come back to a plate with snacks, a bottle of water and a little note reminding you to look after yourself in that oh so familiar handwriting.

he moves so quietly it almost feels like you have a helpful ghost in the house. you always find him exactly where you left him, in his home studio working on whatever project has been calling to him recently. when he notices you come in he gives you a quick soft smile before turning back to his work, looking like he hasn't moved for hours.

you would've thought it was some supernatural occurrence had you not finally caught him in the act. most tasks he can do quickly, lifting your burdens before you even have chance to notice. this time though, it was something he was unfamiliar with.

you'd mentioned in passing once how you desperately needed to wash your make-up brushes but its just one of those jobs that isn't important enough to take priority in your seemingly endless list of tasks. time passes, they remain unwashed at your dresser, and yoongi notices. he remembers what you said, a new opportunity to show his love for you has arisen.

you're confused when you arrive home to find him at the table, frowning at his phone screen with a variety of supplies around him. it takes a moment for you to realise your makeup brushes are neatly aligned on a towel in front of him, a bowl of soapy water next to them. you finally notice the what he's watching on his phone, the sound of instructions from a youtube beauty guru explaining how to safely clean make up supplies.

he does everything in his power to make your life easier, lifting even the smallest of burdens that you hadn't even realised were bothering you. you never understood what it must be like to be loved so thoughtfully, so carefully, until you felt what it was like to be loved by min yoongi.

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JIMIN Fashion film with ELLE Korea.

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twenty days until Namjoon returns

d-20: pick-a-joon

(cr. 0613data)

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cutieful

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[523/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

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(235/∞) the perfect nose for butterflies to land on it ♡ cr. @jung-koook