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i’m so torn about it; do i like something sickly sweet where taehyung and the reader are in love and swear up and down that they’re drift compatible only to find that they’re not, and writing far too much introspective bullshit about hidden feelings and thoughts until they finally spill their insecurities and trust one another enough to be drift compatible ?

or. or.

do i want sworn enemies yoongi and reader who despise each other so deeply and passionately that they’re horrified to find that they’re completely drift compatible, and they spend so long fighting one another that neither of them realize that they’re tired of it, forlorn and longing for something kinder ??

basically i’m torn between lovers to enemies to lovers and …. just enemies to lovers. oh boy.

order number: 0, a house treat of lemonade and rose tea to remind you of summer on a chilly winter day 🫖

hi and hello ! this is a rework of a very old drabble of mine, something light and airy to kick off my new sideblog ! as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, and i hope you enjoy ! ❤️‍🩹

word count: 361

warnings: clumsy joon, far too much poeticism for bumping into a stranger, & a concerning amount of fluff ! meet cute <3

gravity is cupid’s personal assistant, namjoon decides.

it sounds silly, a child’s daydream, but he’s convinced. it coaxes the wind to nudge people together, brush arms, whips leaves around destined pairs like a halo of foreshadowed love. it forces stubborn lovers onto their knees, caught up in a much needed embrace.

it also sent him stumbling onto his ass, head over heels into a pool of love he’s certain will never dry up.

he’s walking smack in the middle of the sidewalk, headphones blasting a summery daydream of a tune as he whistles along to the wind. it’s a lovely day, & his thoughts are high up amongst the clouds, dancing with the sky.

he blames his lack of balance on that.

you walk straight into his chest with confidence, almost like you’re trying to walk right through him. he feels translucent for a moment, before the ground rushes up beneath him to bring him to the present.

he winces, certain that he’s going to bruise for fuck’s sake & he opens his mouth to complain when he realizes. the annoyance melts away almost immediately because oh wow, wow you’re an angel, he thinks.

you’re glowing, the setting sun shrouding your figure in golden light & he’s certain it’s not legal to look so ethereal.

there are words falling from your lips, mouth moving slick and fast with concern dotting along your — very pretty — brow but all namjoon can hear is his heartbeat thrumming through his ears, layering over the beats of his too loud music, one hand coming up to hastily push his headphones off his ears. even without the harsh drumbeats and lyrical rap, he’s too busy admiring the shape of your pouting mouth to answer any of your spitfire questions. [“are you okay ? who walks right in the middle of the sidewalk, there’s etiquette to this you know, hey are you even listening to me ?”]

“hi,” he breathes out, eyes wide & he can barely keep the smile off his lips.

your responding laugh fills the sunkissed air, & he’s already decided he wants to hear it every day for the rest of his life by the time you tell him your name.

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my name is bunnie, & if you recognize my blog name, yes i’m that littera, from ao3 ! i’ve taken quite the break from writing, but i’m rekindling my love for it a step at a time, relearning to ride the bike without worrying about scraping my palms when i fall.

i write for bts, but i’m currently going back to my roots to give myself a bit of inspiration, which means i’ll be writing reader inserts ! my askbox is open for drabbles, get-to-know-the-author questions, and general headcanons about each bts member ! i do want to expand to actual fics again, but for now i’m easing into it slowly.