Martyr | Yoonmin [1] (unedited)

chapter 4

Jin and Namjoon.

Jin was leaning against the table despite Namjoon's protest and Namjoon was standing between his legs, trying to nurse Jin's wound. Namjoon had one hand holding a cloth to Jin's wound and the other trying to clean it up if Jin would actually let him. Jin yelped, grabbing Namjoon's wrist. "You need to let me do this," Namjoon scolded. "Or it'll get infected."

Jin pouted, letting go of his wrist. "But it hurts."

"Quit being a baby," Namjoon mumbled, trying to clean the blood on Jin's neck. "And once I put a bandage on you, you're going to take a shower."

Jin scowled and couldn't help but roll his eyes. "You know I'm older than you."

Namjoon this time rolled his eyes, rubbing at the blood on Jin's chin. Jin watched him intently, watched him take care of him. Again. Namjoon's eyes flickered up, locking eyes with him. "I don't want you coming with me anymore." He said, looking at Jin's wound. The gash had stopped bleeding, now he just needed to put a bandage over it. "From now on, it'll be me and Yoongi."

"You know you can't convince him to do that," Jin protested. "He refuses to even go pick up milk from the store, he's never going to leave Jimin's side."

"I'm in charge here, and he's going to listen," Namjoon stated. "And you're going to listen to me too."

"You might be in charge but I'm still older than you." Namjoon stepped back and gave him a look of annoyance, but Jin was looking past him. "Uhm, we got an audience," Jin whispered. Namjoon looked back and saw Jimin peeking his head around the corner. The younger boy jumped up from being caught and pulled back.

Namjoon smirked, letting out a laugh. "I think he'll come around faster than Yoongi did," Jin snorted.

"Jimin looks like a scared chihuahua whilst Yoongi was like a Pitbull," Jin shivered. "He was a little scary."

Namjoon snickered, letting down the tough leader persona for a second. He remembered when Yoongi first woke up. Namjoon had been in his room, working on his research – trying to figure out what a host was when the pen slipped out of his hand and the paper lifted up in the air. He jumped up from the seat and saw that everything was projected in the air. He ran to the living room where he found Jin staring at Yoongi. Jimin was in his and Yoongi's shared room, sleeping or maybe even staring at the wall.

"What the fuck?" Yoongi shouted, looking at their furniture floating in the air. "Who the fuck are you guys?"

Namjoon smiled at the memory despite that he knew how scary it was waking up and not knowing who he was and where he was. He had been the first, chosen to take care of the three of them while they were almost lifeless – shells.

He frowned. This was his responsibility, they were his responsibility.

He was mad at himself for letting Jin get hurt when he was supposed to take care of everyone. He was so focused on being so near to catching a host that he ignored that Jin hated using his powers. "uhm, Joon" ever so quietly, Namjoon didn't realize that he was lost in his thoughts or that he was caressing Jin's chin, brushing his thumb near Jin's lips. Jin was grinning, the corners of his lip lifting up in a cute smile. Namjoon returned the smile, his eyes going soft. Jin was the scariest out of them all.

Yoongi and Jimin were still in Felix's care – Felix had planned for Namjoon to take care of one of them for now - and he and Jin were living together in a hotel room for about two weeks when Jin woke. The memory made him frown.

Jin noticed, "What's wrong?"

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He had gone out for their evening meal, a nice treat for them. He had even bought dessert. He was walking back to the hotel when he saw that half of it had burned down. The half where their room was located. He shouted at the firemen and yelled out for Jin. He had tried to run to their room, but two firemen stopped him. It was the hotel manager, who had been so nice to them since they bought out the room for the month, that told him Jin was in an ambulance and gave him the location of the hospital they took him.

And he ran.

And he didn't need to run far.

The ambulance was on fire and had crashed into another vehicle, creating traffic. Namjoon searched the area for Jin, pushing bystanders out of his way. He shouted for Jin.

The paramedics were coughing and telling everyone to back away. And that they had a dangerous individual. Jin had a blanket wrapped around him and kneeling on both hands and knees on the ground. He was crying.

Namjoon's heart broke. He had left him alone in his most vulnerable state.

Namjoon walked up slowly, pushing the paramedic away who tried to stop him and knelt down in front of Jin.

Jin gasped and looked up at him with tears running down his cheeks. "Your name is Jin," Namjoon said softly. "My name is Namjoon, or that was the name given to me, I don't know if that is my real name or if I have another."

"Why is this happening to me?" Jin cried. Namjoon looked at the burning vehicle and thought of the burnt down hotel. He didn't know why either, he just knew he was following orders. The orders were given to him by Taehyung, and his persuasive powers, directed from Felix.

"I'm going to take care of you."

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"Hey," Jin straightened up and cupped Namjoon's neck, looking directly into Namjoon's eyes. "Where'd you go?"

"I'm here," Namjoon reassured. He leaned in and kissed him.

Jin giggled and pulled back, his nose scrunching up. He slipped his hand into Namjoon's and tugged. "Let's go calm down the chihuahua."

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alright, a little backstory. If you're confused let me know in the comments and I'll explain in future chapters. Thanks!