You Have Melted My Heart

Chapter 25: Getting Jin back on his feet.

Namjoon drove from the restaurant like the devil was on his heels. Jin was in danger; of himself. He felt sorry for Jin and what was happening. He had warned him multiple times that Minyu was only after one thing which was his money.

He cursed under his breath. Jin was left empty and broken. He checked the sideway mirror before changing lanes. Luckily, the streets were empty at this time and he did not need to worry about the traffic lights. 

His phone started ringing. He glanced at the aircon holder and Jin's face appeared on the screen. He let out a soft sigh. Jin was drunk calling him again. He swiped to answer it and switched it to the loudspeaker. "Jin, I am on my way."

There was no answer and Namjoon asked while worry crept into his words. "Jin? Jin can you hear me?"

"Namjoon," Jin slurred over the speaker, "Are you" -hic- "here?"

"I am almost at your place, Jin," Namjoon replied, "Do not do anything stupid."

There was no answer and Namjoon's brow furrowed. "Jin?"

There was a choking sound. Namjoon ended the call, he had to get there fast and he only stopped when he was before Jin's gates. The security guard tapped on his window and he rolled it down slowly. "You have to let me in!"

"Mr Kim! Yes, of course," he replied and turned towards the gate.

Namjoon watched as the silver gates opened before him. He never understood why Jin bought the place, it was too big and he had gotten lost here a few times when visiting. He sped up in the driveway. He switched off the car and sprang out of the driver's seat.

He ran up the stairs towards the front door. He was surprised to find it slightly opened. He burst through and called, "Jin!"

There was no answer to his call. Where could he be? He thought worriedly and walked through the hall looking around. He was drinking but... He stopped, there was a groan coming from down the hall and drew his attention to the last door.

He made his way to the door and pushed slowly with his heart hammering in his chest he said softly. "Jin?" 

He entered the study, a small gasp escaped his lips, Jin laid on the floor with his cell phone in hand. He was groaning in pain. That is what you get for drinking alone! Namjoon thought angrily and made his way to Jin.

"Why?" Namjoon asked and took Jin's left arm to get him up.

"Wh-why what?" slurred Jin and tried to look at Namjoon but he narrowed his eyes, "Why are there four of you?"

Namjoon threw Jin's arm around his shoulder and heaved him to his feet. He was not going to answer his question until he sobered him up. He wanted to hear this story. He told Jin many times that one should never drink alone because that is when bad shit starts happening.

Jin's head lolled against his shoulder. Namjoon started walking; he needed to find the bathroom. The fastest way of sobering up was a nice ice-cold bath with clothes and all. They left the study and Namjoon felt Jin, go limp against him. "Jin! Wake up! I cannot carry you on my own here!"

Jin began convulsing and Namjoon half-dragged him towards the staircase, but he wouldn't be able to get him to the top of the stairs in time. He placed his right foot on the bottom and turned his head away when Jin started throwing up.

Namjoon let him down gently on his knees. "Serves you right for drinking alone."

Jin wiped his mouth with his sleeve and looked up at Namjoon. "I want the pain to stop."

Namjoon folded his arms and his eyes narrowed in sympathy. "You cannot stop the aching with a bottle of spirits. You need to work through your pain."