Did anyone like the one more light album

#Did anyone like the one more light album full#

He was self-made, after all, which meant that he was autonomous in his creative process for the most part. The trip to Tokyo was meant to have brought inspiration and motivation to Jeongguk. Seokjin pulled out his phone, likely to check if the car was close by, and Jeongguk fiddled with the straps of his backpack by his waist, his brain still buzzing despite its mushed state. Jeongguk grabbed his duffle bag and embraced his guitar like a lost child when it came around on the conveyor belt, and then he and Seokjin exited the airport into the warm, early June air. You can just take me to the studio.вЂќ Jeongguk scooted past a mother with two excitable children, and he and Seokjin cruised their way through all the rigamarole of returning to South Korea before stopping at baggage claim. Poor Seokjin had really taken the brunt of it, but it made for good stories. вЂњAfter following you around Tokyo for a week and fighting a hoard of screaming girls? I love you, but IвЂ™m going home,вЂќ he declared, and Jeongguk grinned, remembering the very moment he had been attempting to shop for a new jacket and about six girls had come barreling into the luxury brand store. Are you going home?вЂќ Jeongguk asked, and Seokjin snickered. He hated having to trust an airline to keep it safe, but he had very little choice in the matter, seeing as no airline would let him purchase a ticket just so his guitar could be buckled into the window seat (he had tried that once). They had each checked one bag for the flight from Tokyo back home to South Korea, and Jeongguk also had to fetch his guitar. вЂњDo you want to go to the studio, or straight home?вЂќ Seokjin asked as they walked through the busy airport on their way to baggage claim. Seeing as Seokjin was JeonggukвЂ™s manager, he was in charge of always looking out for JeonggukвЂ™s well-being, but that didnвЂ™t mean that Jeongguk couldnвЂ™t take the shit out of him whenever the opportunity presented itself. He bowed to the flight attendants, and then he walked down the ramp towards Incheon Airport with Seokjin in tow, the two of them constant and bickering travel buddies. вЂњSomeone might recognize you,вЂќ Jeongguk mocked under his breath, and Seokjin punched his shoulder as Jeongguk snorted and began to waddle down the aisle towards the exit doors of the plane. вЂњJust disembark the goddamn plane,вЂќ Jeongguk sighed, and Seokjin snickered. вЂњI just spent a few hours in the middle seat for you.вЂќ He gestured to the backpack Jeongguk was embracing. From the middle seat, Kim Seokjin leaned back with his arms crossed, standing up but angling himself as he looked over at Jeongguk. вЂњI donвЂ™t want to hear it,вЂќ Jeongguk sighed as he adjusted his cap, one elbow resting on the seat of the businessman in front of him. вЂњSorry, sorry,вЂќ he apologized to other patrons in the vicinity as his back hit the edge of the aisle seat opposite his seat, and he caught his balance and dragged the backpack down his face with a grunt before hugging it to his chest and then heaving it onto the empty seat in which he had been sitting a moment ago. His shifted backpack slid right out onto the bill of his black baseball cap like something out of a cartoon, nearly knocking him over. Removing a heavy and odd-shaped backpack from the overhead compartment of an airplane was, arguably, the most awkward position to be in-objects вЂњmay have shifted during flight,вЂќ and when Jeon Jeongguk popped open the overhead compartment, he learned quickly why flight attendants regurgitated the same message that he blissfully ignored. (See the end of the chapter for more notes.) You can also pretend that you don't know I'm on TWITTER and come visit me ) I've had the best time writing this!ДЄlso, JK writes a lot of song lyrics in this, and they're literally all fictional afjkfjldskf I just made them all up myself and they're not real songs so JUST PRETEND!!!!

#Did anyone like the one more light album full#

This is a fic full of my favorite clichГ©s in the best way possible and I hope when you read it, you don't even realize that it's a clichГ© because you're having too much fun. 2 of them are already finished, and it's been so nice to just write without having to worry about external pressure ahhhhh so here's the first one ) I'M NERVOUS MAN BECAUSE IT'S BEEN A HOT MINUTE but here goes nothing!!! So during that break, I decided to lose my goddamn mind and write 3 fics at once because I am me. I feel like I've been meditating for the past 2 months, my soul is CLEANSED. Y'all, this is literally the longest break I've taken between posting fics AND the longest I was away from social media. *peeks head through the door* hey, can I come in?

see that I said tags are fun and we call that growth.cliches everywhere but you'll feel warm and fuzzy I bet.the author has injected her own terrible sense of humor.