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a/n:I actually wrote this for my sister 💀 stay gold⁷- miri

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"we can't - this isn't gonna work." taehyung spoke as softly as he could, as if it was gonna make it hurt less. And you, who had just got home, furrowed your eyebrows, placing your keys on the counter top.

a/n: okay I haven't written angst in a long time, and I wouldn't call this angst just...sad with a happy ending, I mean kinda? you'll see what I mean but, my angst writing is defrosting rn :/ mention of death btw oki. stay gold ⁷ -miri

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You had just gotten off the phone with your mother, with devastating news. You knew it was coming up to that point in life, but you had wished you had more time. Losing a family member, especially your parental figure hit a lot harder than you expected.

a/n: recent namu live got me in the deep world of delulu😣one chance....is all I ask. stay gold ⁷ -miri

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"Hey babygirl, I got you something." Was the first thing you heard when Namjoon walked in the apartment. It definitely sparked your interest. Namjoon was a man of miscellany surprises, gifts, etc. Every time you thought you knew what it could be, it would be the complete opposite throwing you off guard, making it all that much better.

a/n:been listening to Fly To My Room a lot recently and even though it doesn't mean the same I couldn't help myself but feel a little inspired, stay Gold⁷ - miri

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You laid on Taehyung's bed, belly to the mattress as you scrolled through your phone mindlessly. You had just gotten off work, and in all honesty you didn't want to do anything but lay down. Not sleep, you weren't tired, but just relax and finally stay off your feet for a couple of hours.

As you were about to click onto a TikTok account about miniature cooking, you feel a weighty figure lay across your back. Letting out a groan, you turn your head slightly, as much as you physically could, to catch a glimpse of the only suspect.

a/n: erm....hit a writers block with this one NGL...and I feel like I made it too long at the end. Also added Jungkook bc of the circumstances of the fic lol, I hope you enjoy it nonetheless !! Stay Gold⁷ -miri

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"Hey, you ready?" Yoongi asked, leaning against his car, hands cradled in the warmth of his hoodie pocket. You had just walked out the house, eyes squinting at the assaulting brightness that your house lacked a few minutes prior.

With a single nod, you dragged your suitcase down the driveway of your house, hauling it into the trunk, as you pushed yoongi away to start the car; it was cold and you didn't care for a "gentleman's gesture" at this moment.

a/n: In honor of dyeing my hair, and the process being absolutely terrible, I bring a Jin fic of his famous diy purple hair...cause it was just tew iconic, and I want to go back to that time respectfully. per usual, stay gold⁷ -miri

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SeokJin wouldn't lie and say he wasn't upset when the company told him strictly that he couldn't dye his hair. He thought that this was just completely unfair, and subjugating.

Until, his sweet, yet mischievous lover had stopped by his hotel room one night, with two drugstore bags in hand. Curious, SeokJin watched as you placed them on the desk, smiling brightly.

a/n:I...am in love with hobi. And i miss him, come home (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) also I don't know much about the different styles of dancing so please bare with my mediocre knowledge.. stay gold⁷ -Miri

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You stood by the double doors, waiting silently as a couple cars drove by. You really hoped Hoseok would hurry up and open the doors, or else you might freeze to death.

A few more minutes pass, and you hear the clink of a door opening, the hinges singing out as it did. "Hi baby, sorry to keep you waiting." He greeted, laughing as you pushed past him, into the warmth of the building.

a/n:hi babies !! I decided to just fluff dump for the rest of the members before writing anything else bc I love soft fics as much as I love angst. thank you for the support you've been showing me for the last two fics, I really appreciate it, stay gold⁷ -miri

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"I am simply trying my best here, Minnie. I don't understand what else you want from me." You muttered, dropping the remote, pouting at the screen a few feet away from the both of you.

a/n: just in a very soft mood these days. and Jungkook has become the next victim of fluff. LOL. I hope you guys like it , stay gold⁷ -miri

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It was a rainy day when Jungkook had woken up. He made a cup of tea and watched the rain fall from the gray, cloudy sky. A smile was gently resting on his face, days like this were one of his favorites.

There was a gentle knock at his door, breaking the comfortable atmosphere as he made his way towards it, opening it to reveal his beautiful girlfriend. "Hi baby," Jungkook greeted, kissing you on the cheek, arms placed on your hips. "Hi Kookie." You gleamed, pointing behind him, "it's raining." He nodded his head, pulling you fully in his arms.

a/n: Hello! This is my first time ever posting on Tumblr, so I'm still trying to get used to everything :') I hope you enjoy this small oneshot(?) based on a dream I had the other day, and I couldn't just not write about it. If you have any feedback, I would like to hear it! thank you, stay gold⁷ -miri

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The morning cold nipped at the tip of your nose, making the warmth of the blankets seem all the more inviting. You tried to curl up tighter, but a distinctive aroma began to permeate the room, making you slowly rise from the bed. The scent was unmistakably that of fresh pancakes, the rich fragrance of brewing coffee danced through the air, mingling with the scent of bacon.