White Ears / Namgi

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Namjoon's fingers found themselves agitatedly running through his purple hair in distress. Quick puffs of breath and mutters of distaste ran through his mouth.

His eyes had been staring wide at the screen ahead of him for twelve hours straight, index finger stuck on the backspace which he's surprised hasn't been jammed yet.

His black desk is stained with his usual black coffee, and the mug had been laying on its side for quite a while, a dried trail of black leaking out of the rim.

Namjoon exhales slowly to regain his composure, blinking away the pain from his eyes.

He knows this isn't healthy, but who the hell cares?

The boy saves his file with a grunt, pushing his chair away from his desk with his legs. His eyes trail down the leather of his couch, to the phone perched on the floor.

He picks the device up, the object feeling foreign in his hands. Namjoon frowned at the notification of his phone.

Twenty-two missed calls.

"This damn fox." He mutters angrily. Namjoon decides against calling him back, realizing enough people had had the luck of hearing his hoarse voice.

KNJ:
I'm fine, by the way.

Despite the short message, it was a struggle to type correctly. All that time on his computer had resulted in him forgetting even how to type. What was he really doing with his life?

He had heard the words, pull yourself together, Joon, more times than he can count. He had made an effort to at the beginning, getting a gym membership and visiting the coffee shop for new encounters thrice a week, but he gave up after a month. Getting older, he had learned that the smiles of strangers around him weren't directed at him, but rather his display.

It was a play a pity -- they all felt sorry for the man with eyebags and a worn expression on his face. He learned that the 'friends' offering to come over was really an offer to help tidy up the shitstorm of a mess his life was at the time.

All supporting the reason why Namjoon doesn't let strangers into his life so easily.

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JHS
WOW OK then. Just suddenly pop out of of nowhere without any explanation. That's fine. Give yourself a pat on the back.

KNJ
Thanks?

JHS
No, idiot! Get your ass over here.

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"Jiminie?"

A curious head of black hair and white ears poked out behind a worn table, golden eyes following the older's actions quietly.

"Go back to sleep, Yoongi. I'll be back with food later."

The younger whimpered, scrambling to hold onto his brother's arms, "You're leaving again?"

"I'm afraid so, Yoongi. They don't offer the good jobs to hybrids like us." Jimin spat bitterly. Scarlet eyes looking up at his brother, he smiled softly and patted Yoongi's black fur lightly.

"I'll be gone for an hour."

The taller hybrid rolled up his sleeves, leaving their tiny shared house with a small wave of his hand.

The tiny hybrid huffed and fell onto his bottom. It wasn't any fair, he thought with a pout. Why does he keep leaving me?

Finding himself with nothing to do, Yoongi's large golden eyes scanned the small living room for anything to occupy himself with for the time being.

The TV? No, that was a stupid suggestion. Their TV had stopped working about a month ago. The books? Yoongi could hardly read a word of the content.

His eyes finally drifted to the kitchen, where a half-empty bag of shrimp chips lay. He squealed in delight, hand reaching for the bag, smiling mischeviously.

His brother wouldn't mind if he only had a few, right?

Fifteen minutes pass, and Yoongi's fingers were coated in the peach crumbs of the snack, oily fingers smudging the screen of their shared phone. He sighs happily, munching on his chips and watching an episode of some anime of their shared phone.

He giggles, imagining how pissed his brother would be if he was caught in this position. He knew that Jimin was very protective of his food.

The volume of the device in his hands renders him oblivious to the jingling of the door knob.

As he hears the sound of plastic bags dropping, Yoongi's head jerks to the side in surprise.

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A/N: Ages:

Yoongi: 21 yrs old
Jimin: 23 yrs old
Namjoon: 24 yrs old

Also, for the first chapter, this sucked dick -_-