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ALT and the day(s) when Yoongi is working past ten p.m, Taehyung is home by evening, and Yoongi finds baked goods and a note at his door— (Night one, it’s danpat-ppang and Taehyung’s neat, squared, sweet red bean for a little burst of energy. don’t stay up too late. Hwaiting. He sits at his desk and eats with one hand, responds to emails with the other. On the back of the paper, Yoongi writes, it was delicious. Thank you ^^, and leaves it at Taehyung’s door in return. Night two, it’s a thick slice of castella bread, its center filled with jam. This one is my favorite because it reminds me of you, Taehyung wrote. Soft and light and the apple jam sorta smells like your scent when you’re happy. Yoongi stands at his door jamb and reads it three times in a row. He must be emanating notes of apple-jam now, gift in hand when he shuffles back into his office. He finishes the bread first, then retrieves a pen from its holder and flips the paper over.
































