🦊 Love Brids 🐺 | NamJin Hybrid Smut

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Namjoon's POV:

I was staring up at my parents who had tears in their eyes.

"Mom! Dad!!" I hugged them so tight, I could smell the fragrance of perfume they always carry around in their clothing. My mother's beautiful smile, my father's embrace.

How I missed it. My parents mean everything to me. In that moment, my father apologized to me for everything.

"Namjoon, I'm so sorry for the pain I caused you son." I accepted his apology, letting go of them.

"But... I don't get it. How? Why am I here? How did you get me out of prison?" I cocked my head up at them as I stood up from my bed.

My mother helped me up as I complained a little bit from the pain in my lower abdomen.

"Money, Joonie. A lot of money and with the help of a good lawyer, son. The important part is that you're here with us in the flesh and that you aren't exposed to any danger. I missed you dearly, sweetheart!" My mother's tears felt so real as they stained my shirt.

"Seokjin." The name immediately popped into my head. When I mentioned it to my mom, she looked down.

My father stayed in the room with me and my mother left.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you." I was concerned about my mom, but knowing that what my father had to speak to me about 'something' right after I mentioned Jin's name, I couldn't afford to miss out on his speech.

I sat back down, well- Actually, lay back down. My body wasn't in any condition to sit, due
to the stitches in my abdomen.

Soon, the smile my father had plastered on his face, vanished and slowly evolved into a frown of sadness and sorrow. I knew then that what he was about to tell me wasn't good news, but I was willing to hear anything coming from him.

"Jinnie is your best friend, son." I nodded, knowing that Jin was all that and more.

"You two have known each other for a while now." What my dad was saying about Jin was all true, but I wondered why he sounded so negative about it. Almost as if he was sad
and if he was, I wanted to know why he was so sad.

"Mom? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I was partly distracted because of my mom who's cries I can hear all the way from the living room.

"Dad, what's going on?" I looked for answers in my father's eyes, but found nothing. It was in his power to tell me what was happening, and the man didn't want to speak. This made my worry increase.

Feeling so vulnerable and being injured prevented me from walking all the way to Jin's house, so it's not like it was at my extent to leave the house just to see him, but deep down inside it was killing me.

"Namjoon, do you remember what happened to the first pet you had, the day we went on that road trip?" Memories of my first pet left me traumatized. I missed her dearly.

"She was upside down in her fish bowl, dad..." I then wondered why my father was reminding me of my fish now.

"And where do all pets go when they die?" My father's question made me feel sad.

"Heaven. Dad, what does this have to do with my friend? Can you please just tell me?"

...

The silence in my room was so thick, a knife wouldn't even be able to cut through it. A rope of spit was slowly choking me, building a lump in the back of my throat as I waited for him to respond to me.

"Jin's parents spoke to us." My stomach tensed up.

"About...?"

"Jin's condition." Jin's never had any physical conditions. Not that I know of, at least.