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"You're new," the beautiful man notes, placing the glass to his lips as he gives the alpha a once-over.
"Maybe you simply can't recognize me in this exquisite mask," Jimin cocks his head to the side with a cheeky grin.
"Please, it's always the same crowd at these prissy events," the man argues, his index finger – nail painted with black nail polish –tapping the glass he's holding. "And I know for a fact that I've never seen you around here. I'd remember."
Jimin's smile widens, as if he'd just won the lottery. He surely feels that way.
"Well, we better get to know each other then."
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Jimin always had a habit of thinking with his knot, or more precisely, not thinking at all when he set his sight on a pretty omega to stuff full with it. This time, however, it gets him into a trouble he can't escape.
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09 Feb 2026
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Namjoon writes songs for an indie garage band of other music majors and falls a little in love with the lead singer who always has a lollipop in his mouth.
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30 Jan 2026
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Seokjin kicks a stone in frustration, throws the jacket with so much force that he doesn’t even see where it lands. “Fuck, if at least one thing would go right in my life!”
“If you stopped throwing your shit at people then maybe it would. They do say what goes around comes around.”
Seokjin looks up at the source of the sound interrupting his pity party for himself. Advice isn't what he currently wants to jam his brain with. Most of all, not when the insinuation is that he has his own shit smeared all over his life. What he sees in the half-lit street is a lump of leather, dark hair, pale white skin.
“Are you a fucking ghost?”
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Seokjin shouldn’t be entertaining the thought of getting into Yoongi's pants. He's got a 'girlfriend'. He REALLY shouldn’t.
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12 Jan 2026
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"Do you know him?" Jungkook finally asks.
"Who?" Yoongi gives Jungkook a suspicious look, but Jungkook's head is floating in the handful of clouds barely working to give them much needed reprieve from the sun.
"The pretty one," he sighs, "The tiger hybrid."
Rolling his eyes, Yoongi opens the door to the dining hall. It's fairly crowded since they're nearing the lunch hour. Jungkook sticks close to Yoongi's side to avoid getting lost or doing something incorrectly.
"Don't even go there, kid," Yoongi says with a shake of his head. "There's a reason we're on this side of campus, and they're on the other."
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The barista at the university's café keeps telling Jungkook not to come back, but Jungkook is too busy daydreaming about kissing the beauty marks on his face to be paying attention to his warnings.
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09 Jan 2026
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“I wrote down some lyrics last night,” Yoongi nudges the beat-up notebook on the floor with his bare foot. “Nothing cohesive, but you can look through it and take anything you want.”
“Love song lyrics?” Hoseok asks, a hint of teasing in his voice when he pokes Yoongi’s ribs. “For us?”
“Of course,” Yoongi nods, so matter of fact. “That’s the easiest thing to write.”
Hoseok laughs. Oh, Yoongi. Yoongi who is rarely moved to say "I love you" in so many words, but will act like hammering out a star struck romance ballad in their honor is the only logical thing he could be doing with a piece of paper and a pen.
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When all seven find themselves with a quiet moment in Los Angeles between schedules, they drink in every moment.