Jimin is a matchmaker - an assistant to Cupid - and is sent to the mortal world to make a boy named Min Yoongi fall in love with his music partner, Jung Hoseok started ; february eighteenth, 2016 finished ; july seventh, 2016 160515 - #87 in fanfiction 160523 - #75 in fanfiction 160910 - #7 in yoonmin 160910 - #1 in yoonseok 161002 - #2 in yoonmin 160813 - 100k reads 161011 - 200k reads 170317 - 300k reads 170605 - 400k reads 170810 - 500k reads 171019 - 600k reads 171222 - 700k reads

"I wanna teach you how to show your colors." || In which Park Jimin is a cold-hearted, closeted homosexual who bullies the openly gay Min Yoongi as a way of masking his jealousy and insecurities. One small slip-up leads to a thousand more, one of which Jimin never could have seen coming. Falling in love.

sub rosa [adj.] Latin 1. happening or done in secret * In which Jungkook falls in love with Taehyung at first sight but can't find a way to get close to him, then one day stumbles across the boy in an Overwatch match, and finally proceeds to converse with his crush regularly using a fake identity. * Sequel to Above All Else

"-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:

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 sudden changes. And some comment threads will disappear, but are still in the general comments section, no worries.) ► Now translated in various languages. Please check this link to see the list and links: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1cFJas7L4VpfjqF2J7tu1QoDmP0hRiauZBOn-cN6mvyI/edit?usp=sharing -------------- Hi guys! My first yoonmin fic so please beware XD. But I'll try my best, promise. ~~Weekly updates (or mabye twice or thrice a week?) ~Cover made by the lovely @BAEPSAE_KKAEBSONG_4 Lots of love sunshines! --P.O.M.E.

The first time Yoongi met the neon dancer, he was roped into a dance at a strange club in the city. The second was days later on a bitter December morning, the same dancer hungry and shivering on the side of a busy street. -ʏᴏᴏɴᴍɪɴ

yoongi's best friend moves to a city on the other side of the country. a year later, yoongi discovers a box his mother hid from him. a box filled with letters from his friend.

One paralyzed leg. Two crutches. More than three years of dedication to a sport he's forced to give up all because of a stupid accident. He's down deep. Taehyung just wants to lift him up again. Or // Taehyung teaches Jungkook that life is too precious to spend in misery.

"s-sugar cookies for a...min yoongi?" || perhaps stuttering like an idiot at someone's front door when you're supposed to be delivering cookies isn't the greatest first impression, but it was taehyung's. then again it wasn't his fault this customer ordering a box of sugar cookies at two in the morning was ridiculously adorable. • t a e g i 。

continuation of "letters from jimin" (which must be read first otherwise this won't make sense)