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about a summer | taekook
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Ongoing, First published Apr 01, 2018
Mature
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Kim Taehyung doesn't know how to handle his feelings towards the new kid in town. 

After being sent out west for his delinquent behavior, Jeon Jeongguk can't stop running into a boy who is all tan skin and sad eyes.


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☆additional tags / warnings: SLOW BURN, angst, homophobia, bullying, abuse, implied/referenced suicide, it isn't jeongguk or taehyung don't worry, jeongguk is bad with feelings, so is taehyung tbh but it's okay, jeongguk is also an asshole, this jeongguk and taehyung are precious to me, taehyung can't catch a break, strangers to lovers, city boy moves to small town trope


full transparency, this fic's inspired by one that i read when i was 16 or 17 (You and Me, We're Bumper Cars by ongstzone) that has since been deleted off of ao3, so i can't link it. i have changed major plot points.


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