They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and for Yoongi, that's never rang truer. As a Nephilim, he can tell if someone has angelic or demonic blood running through them by simply looking into their eyes. He wishes he had never looked into Park Jimin's eyes. DISCONTINUED

"i like the name peach, specifically for you, because you're so sweet and because i bet you taste even sweeter - like a peach." a story about a boy losing his comfort item. just a cute yoonmin story.

GRIM || rewritten version || yoonmin finding himself in a world consisting of sarcastic scythes and melodramatic supernaturals, park jimin fell in love with the grim reaper.

park jimin longs for change and for what lies beyond his polluted, murky sky. ㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁ herein lies jimin's adventures among a starship, gloss, capturing criminals with his newfound bounty hunter acquaintances and finding love in a man he ruins worlds with.

[thrussyoongi2017] "the blinds wide open so he can see you in the dark when you're sleeping naked body fresh out the shower; you touch yourself after hours ain't no man allowed in your bedroom; you're sleeping alone in bed but check your window he's at your window."

"W-What are we?" "Friends... Just friends." "Then get your hand out of my pants." Cover by @JOONJUIY

Devil and Angels. Good and Bad. Children of Satan and God. ___________________________________________ *not edited* When Yoongi, a troubled, rebellious teenager finds his new obbseion, a very small, delicate daisy named Park Jimin. A poster child for the church they both attend. The perfect school and bible study attendance and hours of community service under neath his belt. Unlike Yoongi, who would yak at the idea of participating in any of that, they only share one thing in common. An obsession with each other.

"-Hello listeners.. this is your late night host, MC Gloss. It is currently eighty seven degrees out today and I'm on my fifth cup of double shot espresso so let's start the beats, and Welcome.. to Bangtan-" Jimin was in love. He was in love with the sweet, gravelly, deep, Daegu sound of the broadcaster's voice. He was in love with the way that it would go on and on about the latest music he'd found. He was in love, and he didn't even know who the guy really was. Start: 6/11/17 End:

"Wouldn't you rather be with a pretty girl?" "I don't like pretty girls, I like pretty boys."