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Namjoon looked at his phone and frowned at the latest message from the unknown number.
He was originally just going to ignore the person, but that was before the unknown texter knew his name.
Now he had no idea what to do.
Should he still ignore them? Reply? Just go straight to the cops?
Before he could make a decision, the unknown person texted him again.
Now the student scowled.
It was probably some punk kid from his class, who thought this was some hilarious prank.
His concern flew out the window, replaced with annoyance.
He waited for a reply, but none came.
He sighed, pocketing his phone as he started the walk back to his dorm.
He lived alone, which he loved. He hated distractions when he was trying to work.
One didn't get to the Dean's List with an IQ of only 100, after all. No, Namjoon was smart. 148 IQ.
So whoever was sending him these messages, better knew damn well who they were messing with.
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"You're late."
Yoongi sighed, kicking off his shoes. "I told you I was studying late today."
"And I told you before then to be home by five thirty." Seokjin scolded. "It's six fifteen."
"Sorry." Yoongi mumbled, walking past his angry brother. "Where's Jungkook?"
"Taking a bath. He's waiting for his Gi-gi."
Yoongi sighed at Seokjin's guilt trip. "I said I'm sorry, okay? I can't go back in time and change shit, so just drop it already."
"Watch your mouth!" Seokjin bristled.
Yoongi rolled his eyes and hurried up the stairs to the bathroom, where Jungkook was sitting in the tub, playing with the bubbles.
"Gi!" Jungkook beamed at him. He lifted his hand from the water and showed Yoongi his doll. "Lookit! TaeTae gave Koo new doll!"
"Wow, cool." Yoongi forced a smile as he sat beside the tub. "What's her name?"
"Seokgi," Jungkook cooed, petting the dolls hair. "For Koo's Jinnie and Gi-gi!"
Yoongi smiled for real now.
He washed the boys hair and entertained the boys stories and questions while they played with the bubbles and bath toys.
Finally, Yoongi drained the water and wrapped Jungkook in a fluffy towel, before carrying him to the bedroom he shared with Seokjin.
He dried the boy off and changed him into his fleece baby blue pajamas, before brushing his hair and teeth.
Tucking the boy into his bed, Yoongi read him a story and kissed him goodnight.
Jungkook yawned, curling up with Seokgi. "Goo' ni', Gi."
"Goodnight, Koo." Yoongi kissed his little brothers cheek.
He truly did love his brothers.
Even though Jungkook could be a handful sometimes.
Even though Seokjin got on his nerves.
Speaking of the oldest-
Yoongi crept down the stairs and saw Seokjin laying on the couch, already asleep, still in his work clothes.
Yoongi sighed, feeling guilty.
He gently took his brothers shoes and socks off and covered him with a blanket.
"Goodnight, Jin. Sorry. I'll try to be home on time tomorrow."
He flicked off the light and headed to his room.
After getting himself ready for bed, he pulled out his phone.
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