#relationship!au

(💦) ~ Smut , (🐑) ~ Fluff , (👊) ~ Angst , 

(📝) ~ Series , (🗒) ~ One-Shot/Dribble , 

(💜) ~ Personal Favorite 

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NONE of these works are mine. Give all your love to the authors and their works. The links will either bring you to the Tumblr page or a Ao3 page of the work. 

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Title: Tokyo 👊🗒

Author: @spicykoreantatertots​ 

Summary: Also idol!au. 

↳ “Your boyfriend Namjoon is away on business.”

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Title: Word Vomit 🐑🗒

Author: @feliix​ 

Summary: Mentions of 💦 but no 💦.

↳ “You had enough of Namjoon avoiding the opportunity to take your relationship to the next level. You were desperate to figure out why, but it turns out he’s just a big softie.”

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Title: Nothing Like Us 💦👊📝💜

Author: @jiminimoon​ 

Summary: 2 part series, completed. Also college!au, and jk x reader, but not in a good way... fuckboy!jk :(

↳ “Your ex hears about your new toxic relationship and that is the jump start to get him going out to look for you. With the worry and jealousy he feels, he questions if he made the right decision in letting you go in the first place.”

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Title: Something Domestic 💦🗒

Author: @sparklingchim​ 

Summary: We love a little domestic smut. XD

↳ “Namjoon is invested in watching a  documentary, but you're just too needy and too impatient for him.”

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Title: We Fight (that’s how we love) 🐑🗒

Author: @augustbutwinter​ 

Summary: Anyone ask for some hurt/comfort? No? Well, here it is anyway...

Anders had been awake for hours. He'd never really lost an hour of sleep in his life, always been able to fall asleep with a smile on his lips and feeling good about himself, but not tonight. Tonight something prevented him from sleeping, something he knew he should have done, something he should have said a long time ago. Something he should just accept. He was misserable, but why would he admit to that? Anders Johnson was not misserable! He was a ladies man in his prime years, loving life and enjoying it to the fullest.

So why was he here then? In this dark state of mind? Was he geting tired of it? Was this the end of the old Anders and it was time to sattle? No, yes, maybe, no. Then why did he so enjoy the warm body he was pressed up against? The body that rested in his arms and had done for months now? It wasn't just any body. It was the body he craved. "Are you awake?" He whispered but as he lay silent for a moment, all answer he got were deep breaths. It wasn't just the body he craved, he could only tell himself that for so long, no, he craved it all. Their love for one another, their fights, all the quirky and silly little things that's done that you just love without realizing it.

Anders licked his lips as he pressed his lips to his lover's shoulder. A different kind of lover, not just a random person, a real lover, someone he actually loved but had never told he loved. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." He whispered so to not to wake his lover. For he could never say this to their face, not yet. "I'm sorry for what I do, I'm sorry for making you feel misserable more times than I make you happy. I'm sorry for all the drinking, I'm sorry for all the mean and rude things I say. I'm sorry for the others, I'm sorry that I'm such a fuck up, I'm sorry that I've never grown up. I'm sorry you're stuck with me, I'm sorry for what I am and I'm sorry I can never tell you this. I'm so sorry for it all. But I'm not sorry for my feelings for you as they are as pure as your eyes when you first open them in the morning. How you can still look at me like that I have no idea", He had to stop himself to take a deep breath. Anders Johnson, well known playboy was not about to cry.

"And I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for everything. For puting up with me, with the drinking, with the comments, for leting me do my thing. Thank you for loving me the way you do." He burried his face, though carefully, in his lover's neck and took a deep breath. A carefull kiss to their skin. "And I love you", he said in an even more quiet voice. Almost to soft and quiet for himself to hear.