Seokjin laid in the hospital bed. Just laid there, focusing on his breathing. He doesn't remember much during the attack, but he is glad he survived. The regular beeping of his heart monitor gave him closure. He knew he was alive. He just was recovering his senses. He can hear bits and pieces. He opens his eyes from time to time, but all he sees is white. He can feel others hands on him, but one he remembers in particular. That touch stuck with him as they held his hand throughout his knockout dream phase. He had no idea who it was, but he knows he will know who it is the second they touch him. He hasn't seen any signs of Namjoon. He knows Namjoom saved his life, and he will be forever grateful to the predator. he feels something different with Namjoon. Even though Namjoon is a predator, he treats Seokjin like glass. So carefully. Seokjin mamages to make his hand twitch, he longs to have the touch back. Suddenly he registers a door opening. A familiar voice that he knows even in his daze, his old boyfriend, Jung Hoseok. How Hoseok found him, Seokjin didn't know. Seokjin felt Hoseok's predatory gaze on him and it made his scars itch. Hoseok had met Seokjin in a bar, one of the select few that prey and predator could interact. Hoseok was a snake hybrid, a black mamba. Hoseok had ended up being a one night stand, but had come back for more. He abused Seokjin. He got crazy drunk and beat up Seokjin. He stabbed Seokjin with beer bottles, knives, anything that could leave a mark. Seokjin's body was now lined with scars. Hoseok had also taken one thing that Seokjin regretted the most. Hoseok took his v card. Hoseok was his first. Ever since then, sex disgusted him, even the idea of having a girlfriend or boyfriend displeased him. Hoseok has scarred him mentally and physically. He wanted to scream, anything to make Hoseok go away. Seokjin then felt Hoseok touch him. Hoseok's hand was on his upper arm. His touch was as rough as ever. Seokjin whimpered but Hoseok heard, causing him to chuckle. Seokjin really wasn't one for cursing, but he really wanted to tell Hoseok to fuck off. Seokjin had broken up with Hoseok about a year ago, because of Jimin and Jungkook, who knew what Hoseok was doing to him. Seokjin had broken it off and he had been happier. His full attention was Jimin and Jungkook and their problems. Seokjin wanted to cry and punch Hoseok. It was Seokjin's fault for trusting him, Hoseok was a snake, literally. The door opened again and Seokjin recognized this voice as well. "Who are you?!", the newcomer said. Namjoon. "I am Seokjin's boyfriend.", said Hoseok. Seokjin wanted to cry out that he no longer belonged to his psychopath. "Jinja?" "Ne." "Well you don't mind if I want to have some time alone with him." I heard Hoseok stutter. "O-of course not." I heard the door open and close. Then I heard a few footsteps and a hand intertwined with mine. The same touch. I knew it. I tried to open my mouth, but no sound came out. Namjoon left me and came back with a glass of water. I drank it and tried to start simple. "Gomabseubnida. Namjoon-ah." (Thank you) "Na hante hawjwoss eunmyeon johgesseo. Neoneun geuleohji anhni?" (You would have done it for me. Wouldn't you?) Seokjin hesitated. "Ne." Namjoon then embraced Seokjin. It was what he wanted to hear. "Who was that man?", Namjoon asked. He felt Seokjin tremble in his hold. "That man, is the crazy psychopath that calls himself my boyfriend.", said Seokjin tearing up.
