Tainted Bloodlines

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'Fuck, it's cold' Seokjin thinks to himself as he hurries out the door of his house to meet Namjoon. It's the younger's turn to drive them today. 

Namjoon works nights with Jin at a local night club in town. Why he works there, Jin doesn't even know. The man is filthy rich. And on top of everything else, he has a day job at the local hospital, where he works four times a week as the resident geneticist. Namjoon is the type of person who doesn't want things handed to him. He wants to earn everything for himself. Jin truely is in awe of the younger's work ethic and his "sexy" brain.

Jin bundles his jacket tighter up around his neck before he opens the door on Namjoon's baby blue '57 Chevy Bel Air. The car door groans as if it's in pain when the older wolf jumps in and quickly re-closes it.

"Damn, Joon-ah... Doesn't this piece of shit have any heat!?" The older exclaims as he furriously rubs his hands together. Seokjin begins to squirm around in the passenger seat, hoping that the movement will add some additional form of heat.

"Camilla is a clasic!" Namjoon states before reaching his hand out to lovingly pat the dashboard of his beloved Chevy. "Shhhh... she can hear you when you say bad things about her, hyung!"

"Look, can we just get going, Joonie? Our shift is starting soon," the older whines, the pleading look within his eyes beggs for Namjoon to end the sudden onset of kissy faces being made to the heatless monstrosity that they are riding in. "Plus, it's colder in your car than it is in Antarctica! Look at my hands! My fingers are going to fall off from frostbite!" The older exaderates while shoving his hands in the younger's face. "And it stinks in here... Oh God, what is that smell?"

Namjoon rolls his eyes and revs up the engine. Pulling onto the highway, the old car begins on it's course down the street. Joon glances at the older next to him for a moment. A slight smirk adorns his handsome features, causing only one of his dimples to depress into his cheek.

"You would think that your omega let's off enough heat to keep you very warm." the younger teases.

"I swear to God, Joon! Say one more-"

"I'm just kidding! Ouch! Ouch! Don't hit me while I'm driving!" Namjoon laughs, but his teasing tone quickly becomes laced with what sounds like uncertainty. "I hate to break it to you, hyung." The younger sniffs at the air beside the older. "But I think that smell is you."

"And... you smell... amazing..." Namjoon absentmindedly let's his own beta wolf senses take in the deep sweet aroma of the older male next to him.

However, the red glow that he sees in Jin's eyes quickly makes him freeze. "D-did you have another attack this morning?" Namjoon asks in hopes to play down the fact that he was basically just scenting out his hyung.

Jin growls lowly, the deep rumbling sound sends shockwaves of fear throughout the younger's body.

"So... I'll take that as a yes. Sorry, hyung. I didn't-"

"Just shut up and drive Namjoon-ah!"

After about 30 minutes of complete silence, the old Chevy makes it's last turn into the dusty dirt filled parking lot. The engine squeals just a little before it rumbles and cuts off.