Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cov...
Jimin accidently ends up texting a science major instead of his best friend. Jimin: Tae! TaeTae🐯💜: Who's this? Jimin: Tae, stop playing dumb. It's me, Jimin. TaeTae🐯💜: I probably read that wrong because I'm suffering from a veisalgia, but the fuck is a Tae? Jimin: Tf is a veisalgia?
What if the whole world starts crazily shipping yoonmin because of that one little thing idiot Park Jimin did in an interview of BTS? Or, maybe it was Yoongi's fault. He, after all, was the one who kissed Jimin. On cam. And live. (NOTE: The fanfic is currently being edited, but you can still read it. There may be sudd...