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"What was that all about with that guy?" Jackson couldn't help to ask, leaning back on the chair and crossing his arms.
Namjoon wouldn't say anything, caressing the wrap around his hand and wrist. He was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, looking down at his wrapped up hand with knitted brows. He wouldn't stop thinking about what Hoseok said. Did he really mean it?
"Joon." Jackson sits up from the chair. "Who was that guy to you?"
Namjoon looked at him. "He's no one."
"Then how does he know you?"
"It's in the past. It doesn't matter anymore." Namjoon gets up from the hospital bed. "Can we go home now? I'm hating this hospital every minute I'm here."
Jackson stands up too. "Tell me who that guy was, then we'll go home."
Namjoon knits his brows. "The guy you mentioned..he was someone that bullied Yoongi in the past. He was a good friend of mine before Yoongi was a new student. When he started bullying someone I liked, him and I drifted apart and started to skip school."
"What?" Jackson curls his brows. "Then..why did he try to talk to you?"
Namjoon sighs, sitting back down on the hospital bed. "He's friends with Yoongi. He's the one that fucked Yoongi, from what I've mentioned."
"Why would he even have sex with someone that bullied him?"
"Do you think I know?" Namjoon gets back up on his feet. "He fucked a guy that him and I hated. Jackson, if him and I were farther into the relationship, my sexual self would be put to normal. But no, I still have aggressive intercourse because I was tortured in the one doing so."
"Namjoon."
"You know what? Fuck you. Just take me home. I'm done here." He walks out of the spot he was in.
Jackson curls his brows. It's true. Namjoon was tortured during his intercourse with Jimin. He doesn't really like explaining it. He can only mention that there was blood involved. He wanted it to be sweet. Namjoon really wanted his life to restart and be peaceful. But it's not. It's all ruined.
They both were in the car, Jackson now closing his car door and putting his seatbelt on. "You know, you can whore around if you wanted to. I wouldn't stop you." He says.
"Nothing like that will change my sex life if I do. I'm not fucking some random stranger." Namjoon comments, resting his elbow on the window and his hand on his cheek. "I don't want to hurt them."
Jackson sighs. "You can't hurt them."
"By losing my virginity to Jimin?" Namjoon looks at him. "Are you fucking with me?"
Jackson raised a brow. "What?"
"I lost my virginity to Jimin, Jack. I was fucking a psychopath that made me bleed like he was stabbing me multiple times. Do you think I'll be pretty nice to those strangers?" Namjoon crossed his arms, looking out the window. "Just fucking drive. I don't want to talk anymore."
Jackson sighs, twisting the key to start the car and putting the car in drive. "I didn't want to argue with you."
"I was making a statement. I wasn't arguing with you." Namjoon mumbles.
"I'm sorry."
"Whatever." He mutters.
They usually don't argue like this. Namjoon's temper has been up lately and Jackson doesn't surely know why. His medication is always on time, that's the only positive thing. The only things that've been messy was Yoongi showing up out of the blue and Hoseok talking to him like it was a mistake. And it probably was.
Jackson kept glancing at the male while he was driving, brows staying curled in worry. Namjoon's still broken. Those two guys really fucked him up again. Someone needs to put bandaids on the broken heart of his.
