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.

"( 雨 ): un antiguo mito japonés dice que cuando dos amantes cometen suicidio dual, estos reencarnan como gemelos."

"Su fresco aroma a menta, su esencia única, su piel suave, o sus delicadas facciones que se complementan con una preciosa sonrisa... ¿es acaso Min Yoongi un ángel?" p.jimin//m.yoongi

Si yo no hubiera tomado tarde ese autobús, si yo no hubiera llegado tarde... No te hubiera conocido, Park Jimin.