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However, the exhaustion took over, so I let myself fall unconscious.
...

Jungkook's POV:

"..ss, we fo.... hurt.."

"..... iv him-"

"No we can!-..."

"...ill you take ca-..."

"...ays.. hes is.. c-"

Another second passed, before my eyes closed again and everything turned muffled until it became inaudible. My subconscious was "awake", yet I could not hear, feel, see or do anything. It felt confusing, and my heartbeat was rising instinctively, which of course... started a small chaos.

...

"What the hell are we supposed to do?! We didn't take him here for a medical exam-"

"Yo chill, lemme take over."

My eyes were barely, yet I could see their faces... they seemed familiar, well only one of them. I instantly flinched as his hands unwrapped the bandage from around my neck, the cold sensation making me childishly whine. He was not harsh, instead of hurting me, which was what I expected, he gently held my head and hands in place as the other was tending to it, lastly covering it up with a softer gauze.

He left my hands and caressed my cheek, then quickly looked at the other man, who was standing at the opposite side of the bed.

"Would you stop staring at him like that?! You're gonna make him freak out."

"But dude.. what the hell... look how milky-"

"I swear to God, dude. If the boss finds out..."

"Find out what? That we are medics and we are supposed to touch our patients?"

"We are not touching them inappropriately..."

"Oh, but what is even inappropriate..."

"Stop it-"

It felt a little bit unreal and I didn't know how to react. At first, running would have been the possible option, but with this wound and not even proper clothes on anymore, it would have been hard to sneak out, hide or even survive. They were clearly military personnel, so it would have been totally dumb to try something funny.

However...

"So you are telling me that you don't want to run a full exam on him? What if he is infected after that scratch. You saw that creature and all..."

"They already did it at the entrance and he is clean."

"Damn, man. Since when have you become so protective over patients?"

"I am not protective over him, but over myself. The boss made it clear not to do anything funny."

"Okay. Coward... then I will do it alone."

"Do what alo-"

The thin long shirt that was covering my chest was easily removable by buttons, so he worked his hands and slowly opened them from the bottom to the top. The other gave a glare again, yet he took his hands away and allowed his partner to touch me again.

A lot of thoughts were running through my mind, yet none of them seem to have a higher chance of success other than 10%. There was the tray with a few sharp things, the IV which would cause a mess if dropped, or simply yelling for help. But nothing was for sure, so I looked away to the side, biting my lips not to make a sound as the chills were running across my skin. The man was not using anything on me other than his bare hands. And the places he was touching...