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can anyone rec me some gOod ao3 fics? can be smutty or not smutty, and any ship!

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namjoon looked up from the television when he heard voices and laughter from outside his door. it was almost midnight, and he'd come home from work to find not a single person inside the house.

he took the remote and shut off the tv, just as the front door opened, two figures stumbled in, and then the door shut.

"shh, babe, you're being loud." namjoon could recognize seokjin's voice anywhere, and immediately frowned. babe?

"s-sorry, hyungie," he heard his little brother hiccup and giggle.

namjoon felt a surge of anger flood through his body, but he remained seated in the dark, knowing they hadn't seen him.

just as jeongguk and seokjin were quietly making their way to the staircase, namjoon cleared his throat.

"you're home late."

jeongguk froze, wide eyes flashing up to see an equally terrified seokjin. he slowly turned to see his brother sitting on the couch.

"you're home early?" he said, phrasing it as more of a question.

namjoon laughed humourlessly. "they let me leave since it was so quiet. i certainly didn't expect to come home and find my best friend sneaking around with my little brother."

jeongguk clenched his jaw, and seokjin put a hand out to hold him back. "i'm not a little kid, namjoon! for fuck's sake, let me live!" he yelled, unable to calm himself down and talk rationally. at this point he was just angry. "you know, for all the hovering and breathing down my neck you do, i'm surprised i get away with half the shit i do." he spat, grabbing onto seokjin's hand. "and so what if i'm dating seokjin hyung? he respects me, cares for me, and treats me like the adult i am."

turning, jeongguk tugged seokjin up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door behind them. namjoon sat there, processing his brother's outburst. was he really as jeongguk said? was he perhaps too overbearing? he pulled his knees to his chest, tucking his face between his knees as he tried not to cry.

meanwhile, upstairs, seokjin was trying to reason with jeongguk. "i'm just saying, you probably hurt his feelings. i know you feel like you have to tiptoe around him, but he just wants to keep you safe."

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