"If you killed my hacker before he could do his job, Namjoon, I swear to fucking god," Jungkook growled, as he carried Seokjin bridal-style down the staircase towards the medical ward, Jimin and the doctor close on his heels.
"You're the one who got him all worked up! You and your fucking death wish," Namjoon replied, sounding uncharacteristically angry. He held the door to the medical ward open for Jungkook, who carried Seokjin inside and laid him gently on one of the sickbeds.
Seokjin was breathing, faintly, so that was a good sign. He looked so serene in sleep, or unconsciousness, Jungkook thought as he knelt at the side of the bed. He brushed his thumb across Seokjin's cheekbone, slightly reassured by his skin's warmth.
"What kind of shot did you give him anyway?" Jungkook snapped, turning away from Seokjin and glaring at the doctor instead.
"What I gave him isn't the problem. I can feel his heart beat is already getting stronger, so that means it working, but his body still can't handle the amount of stress you just put him through. Will you move?" Namjoon said harshly, nudging Jungkook out of the way and sitting on the edge of the bed.
Reluctantly, Jungkook moved around to the head board, running his fingers through Seokjin's blonde locks as he whispered, "Please wake up."
"He's not sleeping beauty, and you're not helping," Namjoon snapped, flicking a syringe before pushing Seokjin's sleeve up and sticking it rather unceremoniously into the hacker's arm. "I thought you said no more chemical changes to his blood!" Jungkook exclaimed.
"Yeah not from second hand smoke, you idiot. He should be coming around right... about..."
Seokjin gasped, sitting bolt upright and almost knocking foreheads with Jungkook who had been looking at him upside down. He started to cough and grasped Jungkook's outstretched hand without seeming to realize what he was doing.
"I feel like I just got struck by lightning!" Seokjin said, his voice a bit raspy, before continuing to cough. Jungkook felt something similar, but he didn't think the hacker was talking about the electric current running between their clasped hands.
"That was a hit of pure adrenaline, kind of like what's used in Epi Pens. You should probably go run around the block," Namjoon said, sounding very pleased with himself and making the hacker grin. "Wanna have that race now?" Seokjin asked, sitting up on his knees and turning to Jungkook, bouncing on the mattress like an over excited toddler. It seemed that his brief foray into unconsciousness had made the hacker temporarily forget he was upset.
Jungkook's smile felt like it was touching his ears, and he gave Seokjin's hand a little squeeze before replying, "I don't want you to get in a car accident because you're too hyped. Wait like an hour and then we can go."
Seokjin did the most adorable pout the criminal had ever seen, wiggling and whining and shaking Jungkook's hand up and down for a moment, before his face lit up once more. He dropped Jungkook's hand, threw it was probably a more accurate description, before jumping off the bed and taking off at a run.
"Hey! Seokjin, come back! I was kidding when I said you should run around the block! You need to relax and drink water!" Namjoon exclaimed, but Seokjin was already out the door. "Did you shoot him up with liquid insanity?" Jungkook huffed, before pushing himself up and running after his hacker.
But god damn, Seokjin was quick! He was already half way down the hall that led to his workroom. Jungkook's legs, however, were longer. He caught up to Seokjin just as the hacker reached his door, circling his arms around the hacker's middle to stop him from running away again.
Jungkook felt his phone vibrate but ignored it as Seokjin started to giggle. "You are an absolute maniac!" he said, unable to hide his smile. "I just thought of something brilliant, I need to type it out right now!" Seokjin fairly shouted in response, hopping up and down on the balls of his feet. Jungkook let him go, and Seokjin threw his door open before jumping onto his desk chair so haphazardly that it toppled over.
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Vice
Fanfiction'As soon as he turned eighteen, Seokjin gave up on his useless doctors, moved out of his parents' house, and steadily began to burn through the contents of his enormous bank accounts. His days on this hell planet were already numbered and Seokjin di...
