baby, i'm a one-way ticket to hell. a kim taehyung fanfic. © blushtone, 2017

seven was the number on the back of his jersey, and it was also the number of the deadly sins.

When you meet Jeon Jeongguk over a bowl of miso ramen at 2AM, the last thing that comes to mind when you stare into his glazed over, drunken eyes is the word 'soulmate'. Perhaps, that is because your bloodstream is similarly laced with the kind of intoxication that only vodka can provide. But when Jeongguk discovers that you both share the sillage, a bond of soulmates, he selfishly keeps it to himself until the situation falls completely out of his hands. DISCONTINUED AS OF DECEMBER 2016 | Due to lack of inspiration, and a transition to a new account (vankoya), this story has been discontinued. Thank you so much to everyone who supported it throughout the chapters!

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