Birds of a Feather | j.jk ✔️
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 32m
Complete, First published Feb 10, 2018
Jungkook smirked. "I can kick your ass on Overwatch whenever you want, Baeps. Just tell me when." 

You playfully punched his arm, but heat flooded onto your cheeks when you felt the hard muscle.

He laughed and grabbed your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Maybe, I'll let you kick mine once in a while." 
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You--better known as your screen name Baepsae--is currently the Top Overwatch Player in Seoul. Until, one day, you log in to discover your place has been overtaken by someone named Seagull. Determined to take your place back, you and Seagull begin to play regularly. Unbeknownst to you, Seagull is Jungkook from BTS. Your bias and the inspiration for the protagonist of the indie game you're creating on the side. 

As you two begin develop a friendship, will you discover his true identity? You know what they say,  birds of a feather flock together.
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First Love

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BTS FF Jeon Jungkook ‼️mature content & sensitive topics She just wanted a restaurant to make her dream come true whereas he wanted trouble. - "Hey... baby, why are you crying?" He softly ran his hand down my upper arm before bringing it back up and kissing the side of my sweaty head. I shifted onto my back and he moved his hand to glide through the top of my hair as his eyes scanned over my face, which was slightly lit up by the lamp on his side of the bed. "Was it the bad dream again?" I shook my head. "Then why are you crying?" "It was a good dream... a really good dream." I whispered, tears still evident in my eyes.