Asami_Chiharu
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He's halfway up to his steps before he glances up, just to make sure he doesn't trip over them like he's wont to do when he’s heading in from these late nights, and that's when he spots it. Or, rather, him.
A dog.
Well, a hybrid.
A dog hybrid.
A very thin dog hybrid sitting on the steps just in front of the door.
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"What about your shirt?" Yoongi blurts before he can stop himself.
Namjoon raises an eyebrow and looks down at himself, confused. "What about it?"
"I could..." he trails off. Yoongi is pretty sure the grinning skull on Namjoon's shirt is mocking him.
Namjoon blinks. "You want to put your hands up my shirt?"
It sounds like a great idea when Namjoon says it out loud.
Really great.
The best.-OR-
Winning tickets to a music festival is top tier. Winning tickets to a music festival when it’s cold and you’re in only a t-shirt? Less than perfect. But Namjoon is warm and doesn’t brush off Yoongi’s suggestion of putting his hands up his shirt for warmth. And it’s not a big deal, they’re friends, friends can do these things. Until their eyes meet and the music swells and things become a bigger deal than intended.
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Alpha repairman Yoongi has never found an omega who could handle his ruts. At least not until he came to fix omega Seokjin's broken sink. He soon found himself bewitched by the much older omega who is the sweetest temptation he has ever faced.