A/N this story feels heavy but now that I've started writing it I should finish it even though I haven't got much of an idea of where this is going, I'm just forcing myself to keep writing, whoops- XD
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Everything went pretty fast once Namjoon had been found by Jimin and Hoseok. Perhaps a little too fast, because he had a hard time wrapping his head around what was happening.
The police had come, as well as an ambulance. Namjoon had to give a statement and it was definitely on the short side, as he didn't have many details to tell the officers. He had hardly understood what happened while it happened, and now that his mind felt clearer, he couldn't make much of it either.
It was terrifying that his mind had been so far gone that he couldn't remember anything useful. And he didn't even get a look at the stranger, had no clue who it was or what they looked like. Nothing the officers could use as a clue to find the intruder.
The paramedics eventually took Namjoon to the hospital to have him checked. From his statement, the officers told him that it was likely that he was drugged. Sometime during the evening, they said. The police wanted to check his food, but he had eaten it all, so there was nothing left to check for drugs. The only lead they had was the restaurant he was a regular at, so they went to look into the place while he was transported to the hospital.
Namjoon never thought that he could've been drugged. He didn't believe it could be a possibility.
Not even when the tests at the hospital came back positive.
It left him in a state of utter confusion. Why would anyone drug him? Why him of all people? It didn't make much sense to him, but he was sure there were only bad intentions behind such actions. He hated to say that it scared him to know someone wanted him put in a completely vulnerable state.
Thankfully a full check of his body and health showed that nothing happened. He wasn't hurt in any way, and neither did the fall after passing out do any damage this time. It was a huge relief, but it only helped him somewhat in feeling better. What he really needed was to-
"Where is he? Where is Namjoon? Where- oh Namjoon!!"
-see his friends.
There were barely two seconds for Namjoon to process Jin was running at him before he was engulfed in a hug.
"Oof, hyung, hey..." he mumbled.
Jin shushed him, mumbling something about how stupid he was for passing out again. Namjoon realized Jin didn't know about the drugging yet. Only Jimin and Hoseok knew, as they had been with him the entire time from the moment they had found him in his studio. They had left only moments ago to talk to their manager in the hallway.
"Don't hug him too hard, hyung, you'll suffocate him," Yoongi's voice sounded.
Namjoon looked over Jin's shoulder to smile a sad smile at Yoongi. The rapper walked into the room ten times calmer than their eldest hyung, but his eyes told Namjoon everything.
"God, I knew something was wrong," Yoongi sighed, sitting down on the bed and looking Namjoon in the eyes.
"It gnawed at me too... but I didn't think something like this was happening..." Namjoon mumbled.
Jin let go of him almost immediately, searching for his eyes. "What? Something like what? Do you know why you passed out?"
Namjoon was about to open his mouth when Hoseok and Jimin stormed back into the room, looking frantic.
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Dazed || BTS Namjoon Fanfiction
FanfictionDazed /deɪzd/ adjective 1.unable to think or react properly; bewildered. Namjoon seems to zone out a lot, leading to dangerous situations as it gets worse and worse. Is the stress of being Bangtan's leader causing this, or is something bad going on...