🦊 Love Brids 🐺 | NamJin Hybrid Smut

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Jin stood in a painful shock, staring up at his mother as she hugged him tightly, breaking down in his arms.

"No son of mine ever leaves me in such a way! H-how could you do this to me, Seokjin!? You scared me to death!!" His mother exclaimed while her son just apologized, hugging her back.

"I'm sorry, mom." Was all he said before sitting back down, feeling his salty tears sting his flushed cheeks from the pain radiating from them, because of how roughly his mother slapped him.

After everyone was calm and the tension had been reduced in between Jin's parents and Namjoon's, the adults and Jin stared at the doctor who was going around telling other patients how their loved ones were.

Minutes turned into hours and still no news from Namjoon.

His parents were going insane, wondering what had happened during surgery.

Not to mention Jin.

"If the doctor comes, please call me on my cell phone." The boy got up, excusing himself from his parents.

He walked towards the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

The plain walls were closing in on Jin as he stared at himself in a small mirror in front of him.

"Hurry up in there, you have to go back to your room." Jin saw a tall male with a blue uniform talking to another person inside of a stall.

He looked like a doctor to Jin, but the boy was unsure.

While he rinsed his face with cold water, "CODE BLUE IN ROOM 4, CODE BLUE," the uniformed man out of the bathroom to assist the emergency going on outside.

Jin hunched over the sink, sighing now that he felt alone again.

The amount of tears he's cried over the past week, all leading up to now had been painful
and so much that the fox didn't have any tears left.

Whenever he would attempt crying, his eyes would remain dry.

"I have to check on Namjoon. What if he's out of surgery I don't know it!" Jin put himself together again, reaching over to grab a piece of paper to dry his hands and face with.

The simple piece took his so much effort to pull out, that the boy didn't even notice the person who was in the bathroom stall had already come out of it and was washing their hands.

He knew that the person would most likely have a hard time pulling out a single sheet of the same paper, so Jin was kind enough to pull one out for the unknown stranger.

As the boy mindlessly handed the sheet of paper to the person, he earned more than just a simple, "Thank you." from the other.

Before he knew it, his lips had been taken over by a man that had hurt him before.

"THIS time- you won't- get so lucky-" Each sloppy and undesired kiss was happening so fast, Jin didn't even have time to see the person's face.

Before he knew it, he was being taken over by Namjoon's uncle, again.

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Namjoon squinted his eyes, tilting his head to avoid the light in front of him.

"Namjoon, can you see us?" The boy groaned in response, staring at his parents.

"My... Head hurts." When he looked down at himself, he was no longer wearing his the light brown jumpsuit he had on in jail before. He was now wearing a white hospital gown that was stained with a bloody gauze.

He lifted the gauze to see his re-stitched wound was no longer bleeding, but as he looked down, he felt very light headed and tilted his head back up at his parents.

"Mom, dad, I missed you." Namjoon's parents carefully approached him, then held onto him softly.

"We did too, sweetheart." His mother couldn't stop the tears from overflowing out of her eyes as she held onto Namjoon, happily.

Even though their reconciliation was temporary, Namjoon made believe that it was forever, just to feel happy for once.

The amount of pain he was in made the boy retreat from his parents. He could barely even breathe without triggering his body aches.

He developed a severe headache moments after he woke up. His head felt it could burst at any minute from the how bad the pain was.

When the doctor came in to check on Namjoon, he told him that he would need to have an MRI scan done to check for any fractures in his cranium.

Namjoon recalls hitting his head twice in jail: The first time was when his uncle slammed his forehead against the table in the lunch room, then the last time was when he fainted
and banged his head against the bars of the jail cell.

That's the last thing Namjoon remembers before he was rushed to the hospital.

Now, he was being taken to the MRI screening room to get a scan of his brain.

While the nurse escorted him out of the recovery room he was in, he heard a loud thud coming from a restroom as he past by it.

"H-" A muffled sound was coming from inside of it, making Namjoon curious.

Jin's parents greeted Namjoon, distracting his mind from the noise.

"Thank goodness you're alright." They seemed very happy. Seeing them made Namjoon smile on the inside thinking Jin was somewhere around. But while searching, he gave up when he realized that the couple were by themselves.

So he decided to ask for Jin out of curiosity.

"Ohh, now that you mentioned Jinnie, I wonder where he is myself." His mother said.

Namjoon stared at her, raising an eyebrow.

"You mean, you don't know where he is?" The boy's question was answered with a worried nod from Jin's mom.

"We know he went to the restroom, but he wasn't there when I checked. I wonder where he could have gone..." Namjoon waved goodbye to Jin's parents while being taken away to get his MRI scan done.

His mind was so lost in thought with where Jin was, he snapped out of his trance when the nurse placed a pair of ear muffs over his head.

"This is to protect your ears from the sound of the machine." He adjusted the ear muffs as
his body was slowly brought into the dark tunnel.

"Where could Jin be..."

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Jin's POV:

I lay still, with no desire in moving.

With no hope in ever seeing the light.

There was no use in fighting.

My energy had been drained from my body for so many days, I was too weak to fight my way out.

My body had been utilized before like an object.

His hands have imprinted on me once.

His lips have forcefully kissed my own.

His perverted gaze and crooked smile that gave me nightmares before, were staring at me.

Only this wasn't a nightmare I was going to wake up from.

With no energy in me left to scream.

No strength in me left to pull him away.

This was it...

I surrendered myself to my own rapist.

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