From the eighteenth floor of the Seoul Metropolitan Government complex, Seoul stretched beneath him like a wound that refused to close, glass towers clawing at the sky, their lights bleeding into the evening, traffic arteries clogged with the red and white pulse of a city that moved without thinking.
The window was cold against his palm. Or maybe that was him. He couldn't tell anymore.
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Y/N is cheerful and kind. Yoongi is cold and distant. They work in the same office but live in completely different worlds, until one small gesture changes everything. When Y/N surprises Yoongi on his birthday, she doesn't expect anything in return. But slowly, he starts to open up, and their cold war at work turns into something warmer... something real. They were never supposed to get close. But maybe they’ve been closer than they seemed all along. ˚‧｡⋆🌻⋆｡‧˚
Park Jimin × Y/n threeshot Y/n jokingly bet that he can’t go one week without touching her. But guess who lost on day 3! Disclaimer: This story is rated 18+. It contains explicit sexual content/mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.
This fic was first shared on my instagram last year, but that version has been taken down. What you're reading now is a revised version, expanded from the original.
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