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PROVE IT | lemonaches

🍋 Description: No one likes endings. But sometimes, it’s what everyone needs the most in order to begin again.

When everything’s over and done but the circumstances just won’t let you live in peace, how do you breathe in the same air with your ex—or exes—again?

Continuous shit things happen. And all you’re left to do is prove them that you’ve happily moved on.

“Easy peasy lemon squeezy!” you chant, taking on the challenge. How hard can that be, right?!

🍋 Genre: definitely angst but the trademark fluff-rom-com would probably still be popping from time to time || ex-lovers!au, medicalshit!au, NSFW, 18+

🍋 Pairing: BTSxYOU (OT7) 

🍋 series playlist

➠ chapters: 

awkward-ex-meetup arc: i.limonene2.0 | ii.vaccine | iii. vaccine 2.0 | iv.tylenol | *v.forget-me-pill | *vi.nicotine | vii.morphine | *viii.morphine 2.0 | *ix.placebo | x.penicillium 

breakup-revelation arc: xi.lidocaine | xii.lidocaine 2.0 

ending arc: xiii.oxytocin 2.0 | *xiv.lemonade | xv.lemonade 2.0

➠ side chapters:

flashback drabble: valentine ice cream cake

surprise bonus: aspirin

(*) indicates smut

✏ Prequel: THESIS IT | lemons

⌦ A/N: This fic is still one heck of a roller coaster ride, but in a different way than the previous one. Also, I dedicate this sequel to those faithful readers who—despite the twists&turns I tossed you with—continuously trusted in me. Sorry for breaking hearts last Christmas, let me patch it tortuously slowly this New Year’s Eve.

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⇢ Interlogue: “For heaven’s sake, darling!” Bom huffs, “Can you please start dating someone new?”

“And please do start immediately!” Gauel adds bossily.

Nothing much has changed, except for the fact that you’ve all been busier and busier. But once in a while, these two still make sure to check up on you the moment they’re free—even though most times it’s all just video chats they could offer—just like this one you’re currently in.

There it is again, the never-ending topic of finding yourself a man.

“I told you!” a roll of eyes inevitable as you debate, “I don’t need—!”

“Woman, we know you better than anyone else!” they grumble in sync.

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I’m going to face fuck you so hard, your brain malfunctions and you start believing that I’m God.

she doesn’t mean anything to you? then dismember her right now.

O///O

Sometimes i need to see to believe.