🦊 Love Brids 🐺 | NamJin Hybrid Smut

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Namjoon's POV:

When I was brought out of the MRI screening room, the nurse brought me back to the recovery room.

My memory had gone away temporary, but now that I was aware of everything, I asked the nurse for a patient named Chulmoon, hoping to know what happened to my friend.

"That patient..." She paused, turning away from me for a moment.

"He's-" While I mentally prepared to receive bad news from Chulmoon, the curtain next
to me, separating both rooms, came apart revealing a tall, built man with tattoos all over his body.

"WADDUP, BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER?" I sighed, placing my hand against my chest.

"MOON, YOU SON OF A BITCH. COME HERE!" The prisoner immediately got down from his hospital bed as the nurse moved away from us. We practically started laughing like maniacs.

"Are you alive or just living?"

"That is the real question, my good sir." I responded to him as he chuckled.

"Ever heard of the saying "All the good ones die first"?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Chulmoon, you and I are going to live for a LONG ass time. Aside from cheating death, we're bad at dying!" I laughed, holding my abdomen with pain.

"Shit man, can't we be good at one thing for once? Ah, I'm glad I get to stay with you longer in that hell hole, at least." A doctor caught Chulmoon standing next to me and ordered him to lay back down in his side of the room.

"GUESSS WHAT DOC? I HAVE MY BEST BUDDY! Isn't this great? Owww." Once Chulmoon rested himself back against the bed, he started to complain of back pain.

I felt bad for him, but man was I happy to see him alive.

"Nurse, have you seen a grey haired boy around my age, black eyes, about my height?" The woman nodded.

"Yeah, I believe I saw a boy wearing a large hoodie walking around here before. I'm sure he went towards the bathroom." I thanked her for telling me where Jin was, feeling relief
wash over me while she walked away.

"The bathroom?" Chulmoon's deep voice startled me.

"Yeah, she said bathroom. Why?" I opened the curtains to look at him, then tilted my head back down.

"Nothing. It's just that, a while ago, this asshole was taken to the bathroom. You know, the one who you nearly fought to death with?" My uncle.

"Yeah, but I'm sure he's probably in there with guards. Right?" Chulmoon and I furrowed our eyebrows at each other, wondering where my uncle could be right now.

"You're right, Joonie. He probably is. Hey, like my new tattoo?" He extended his arm out, showing me a beautiful tattoo of a moon.

"Wow! Ouch! Son of a stitch-" We couldn't help but laugh at our own pain.

"It's amazing. Did you do that on yourself?"

"I did. I've never tattooed my right arm. Just my left. You know why I tattoos the moon on this side?" I shook my head.

"Keep looking down." The word "Joon" was tattooed right below the moon.

"Now I'll have something to remember you by when you leave." I felt nostalgic on the inside.

"That's amazing, Chulmoon. But, why to remember me by? By the time I leave, I'll be your age, man." I smiled, staring at my friend.

"Well, when I leave... At least." His broken smile made me feel sad.