"Who would thought Kismet would bring us together. Not like how we imagine, but nonetheless we are together." Namjoon kisses Seokjin on the lips as he massages his lovers belly. Both meet each other unexpectedly but they are in for a hell of a ride and it is all thanks to Kismet. Will the rich Namjoon and middle class Seokjin make their fate happen or are their differences going to pull them apart? One thing for sure is that their little Kismet is the best thing that happen to them. Highest rank #973 in Fan Fiction. (Don't remember the dates) Highest rank #924 in Fan fiction 6/29/17 Edit: A lot of grammar errors. Writing improves as the chapters go. Shifting from first person to third person towards the middle of the story.

Akaashi sighed, sitting up. Bokuto looked over and quirked a brow. "Why are you tired?" "Not sure..." Bokuto leaned over and took a deep breath. His eyes widened. "You smell a lot sweeter now. Holy crap." Akaashi shrugged. "Doesn't mean that much." Bokuto put a hand on Akaashi's stomach and Akaashi smiled. "Oh my God." Akaashi laughed quietly. "It was supposed to be a surprise."

Tendou was everything but normal. He danced and drank like any other college student. But there was something off about him. He was a little special as some people called him but he had the brightest red eyes and the strange interest in a very quiet bartender who just so happened to be just as strange. ~~~~ ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Mentions of: - Small bits of self harm - Ableism - Homophobia - Alcohol - Smoking (cigarettes)

Two boys. Two cars. A bag of chocolates. Some cake. Smiles. Bandages. Beeping. Pain meds. IV lines. Broken bones. How had it come to this? Why them? ~ ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story will have the following triggering topics: - description of small bits of gore - hospital stay - IVs (not really described but mentioned) - Anxiety

All Akaashi wanted was an I love you. But there was no Bokuto there to say it.

Just some cute regression stories for comfort. Safe place of course. WARNING If you comment anything sexual/inappropriate in this book, you will be reported

A short story about a boy with a short life that was shared between a thin wall and two pianos. ~ WARNING: - Death - Major character death

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. _______ Disclaimer : All credits of writing this go to Littleluxray, the original one can be found on archive of our own! Credits to art/book cover also goes to Rheatan which can be found on Deviantart As said I do not own this story, I just wanted to share it :>

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