❝he only loves me when he's drunk.❞ ; #130 in poetry

min yoongi had noticed that park jimin has been acting odd lately. he was perfectly fine not to question it, until one day he came home to see the boy asleep in his bed, cuddling a huge teddy bear with a pacifier in his mouth. started ; march twentieth, 2016 finished ; august twenty seventh, 2016 160917 - 100k reads 161228 - 200k reads 170307 - 300k reads 170527 - 400k reads 170711 - 500k reads 170910 - 600k reads 171210 - 700k reads 180218 - 800k reads NOTICE: little space is a kink in the BDSM community, however, in this fic it is completely nonsexual. loosely defined, little space is a headspace that an adult falls in to to escape the stresses of everyday life. please stop bashing the fic because you're uneducated, if you're going to bitch and moan -- don't read it.

+ the blood is rare, and sweet as cherry wine >> angst, depictions of domestic abuse, drug usage

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© blueviews 2016ㅣcompleted 13/07/16 -- 04/02/17

petit park jimin, even petiter min yoongi

'I never even got the chance to say I love you'

it all started with a wrong number. © 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐤 2016. #16 in fanfiction 092716

once upon a time, the sun fell in love with the moon. [© kimdailys 2016. revised 2020. previously known as <the needle and ink>.] [vietnamese & italian translations are available in my reading list!]