“I forget sometimes,” Jimin said, after a while. “That you didn’t always live like this.” Yoongi tilted his head. “You mean with soup and responsible bedtime?” “Carefully,” Jimin repeated. “You don’t strike me as someone who ever was.” Yoongi smiled faintly. “I wasn’t. I used to walk into rooms like they owed me something.” “Studios?” Jimin asked. “Studios,” Yoongi said. “Stages. Bedrooms.” Jimin laughed under his breath. “You’re saying this very calmly.”
It's live! Chapter 8 of everythingoes is out! #yoonminfic
And what happens when I second guess myself? It's 7k long! They talk and some more. Happy Christmas!! 😅
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