Namjoon and Yoongi have been dating for nearly three years. When faced with an obstacle that cannot be easily worked out, Namjoon decides to take matters into his own hands and end it.    

A home that no matter how long you left it, it will still be the same home you wanted it to be. Ever.

Namjoon came home from L.A. and Yoongi changed.

Just... Namjoon's struggles against Yoongi's glares.

Because when the sun rises, you'll come to me, friend. 

It was dawn when Yoongi slept on Namjoon's lap, casually. It was dawn when Namjoon gave Yoongi a piggy back, casually. It was dawn when Namjoon and Yoongi chuckled in excitement, casually. Casually, casually, like a little kid with his friend at a sleep over night.      

It was adorable how you were always so stubborn with that stupid ‘I don’t give a ’ thing. 

“In any mean you can understand after all these years, either bad or good. Hyung, I’m not doing this without you”.

“Namjoon-ah…” Yoongi whimpered as he fell on his work chair again. “I’m fi—“.

And somehow he felt helpless when he saw Taehyung’s hands were going to his skirt again.  “Yah, hands off”.

Namjoon thought that he naturally snatched Yoongi’s right as the second eldest away.   “Stop sighing. It makes me tired” Yoongi said.

Since love is universal and they are hiphop doers, Namjoon calls it Hiphop Love. 

Yoongi…. Namjoon thought what was the best word to describe him.  P.. Pre… Pretty?

It was Sunday, and Yoongi is sugar.    It was the end for Namjoon.

“Hoaaaaaaammmmm~ such a cold day right?” he said as he stretched his arms. Namjoon was lame, he knew it, and he saw Yoongi side eyed him. 

Yoongi couldn’t stop thinking that this was an one sided love.

“Red…”  Yoongi remembered, instead of telling Namjoon the color of the book, he was telling Namjoon his expectation of his cheeks’ color. 

He heard Yoongi stupidly blew on his trumpet when he was trying to call his name.

“Oh, hyung, do you realize it? You don’t bite your fingernails anymore” Jimin asked with a happy tone. “You did it!” Taehyung clapped his hands with a wide smile on his face.  “Waaaah” Jungkook said with his usual very bright smile. “Congratulation, hyung!” Hoseok said.  “How did you stop it?” Jin asked. 

“I was looking for you…” Yoongi whispered.

“It’s 03.46 AM” Namjoon said after he peeked the clock on the monitor. “Maybe your swag soul had fainted” Namjoon said and now he could see a pout on Yoongi pitiful tired disapproval face. “Maybe he needs sleep?”. “What the heck with swag soul…” Yoongi murmured and grabbed the mouse again, but only staring blankly to the monitor.