Namjoon was in shock. But what shocked him more was when Seokjin pulled away from Hoseok, and bumped into him. The look in Seokjin's face left both him and Namjoon paralyzed.

"It wasn't my intention." Seokjin's low pitched voice was full of regret from not stopping the kiss on time.

Namjoon didn't say a word.

"Dr. Kim, I didn't do this! You have to believe me." Seokjin kept on insisting.

"Enough." Seeing the vampire standing so close to him, trying to come up with a false excuse only worsened his state of mind until he snapped.

"I'm going to attend patient one first. We'll discuss this later on, patient Kim." He slightly mocked the man, intimidating him.

Seokjin hasn't felt intimidated by anyone in a while. Something in Namjoon's anger made
him feel guilty, not to mention embarrassed and disappointed.

He wasn't used to seeing him angry. The last time he was this angry was the time Seokjin ran away from the apartment.

This time however, things were different. Seokjin wasn't angered, Namjoon was. Things happened so fast.

~~~

"I can see you're awake now. How do you feel?" Seokjin sat up, staring curiously at the man beside him.

"Tired. What's your name, stranger?" Hoseok smiled. Seokjin answered the few questions he had asked him, then heard the man giggle.

"Might I ask: what's so funny to you, sir?" Hoseok approached Seokjin slowly, while struggling to get up.

"You're a very handsome man." He grabbed his waist and immediately connected his lips to Seokjin's, not giving the vampire time to process anything.

"Ow! You have very sharp teeth." Seokjin thought the man would give up and start to ask him questions about his fangs, but he just kept on making out with him, still holding onto him.

"Hoseok, release me this instant. I have a l-lover." Seokjin tried pushing the man off of him without injuring his fragile body. The moment he was able to free himself and leave, he thought on how to keep this a secret.

Little did he know that Namjoon had already entered the apartment a few seconds ago and witnessed them kissing. He was devastated.

~~~

Seokjin approached Namjoon, cautiously.

"Namjoon, at least let me explain how things lead to this." Namjoon's facial expressions looked sad, and tired.

"Hoseok was still experiencing the effects of the anesthesia, which is why he reacted in such a way towards me." He held Seokjin's arm.

"Well he could experience with his side effects with somebody else. You're a strong man who pushes others around all of the time. Remember when you nearly broke my ribcage by slamming me into your cage? Now you're telling me that you couldn't defend yourself from a man who's high on anesthesia?" He realized he was gripping the man's arm rather tightly, so he gently released his grip and watched the man disappear upstairs.

"Namjoon, where am I? And who is that handsome dude? I feel like I've met him before." Hoseok held his head as he felt dizzy.

"You should know. You just kissed him, after all..." The doctor replied, motionless.

"Woah? Me?" Hoseok was shocked.

"I've never even met him! Why would I kiss a person I don't know?" Despite his disappointment, the doctor soon learned that Hoseok was most likely too drugged up to even realize what he was doing.

"Listen, you'll sleep here for the night then I'll find a safe hospital for you to get your surgery done. I won't return you to that place ever again. Get some rest, alright?" Namjoon guided Hoseok to the guest bedroom. It looked so different to Hoseok.

"Wow, this is amazing. Thank you so much." Hoseok happily thanked Namjoon as he left his patient alone in the room and returned to his own room. His room was cold, so Namjoon increased the temperature of the thermostat and reentered the room. Seokjin was staring outside of the window in the darkness since the sun was hidden with the clouds.

"Do you love him now?" Namjoon suddenly asked. Seokjin turned around.

"If you think that I can easily fall for anyone with a simple lip contact, then you're wrong. I don't love him, Namjoon. I love you." He desperately replied, almost annoyed.

The young man got closer to Seokjin.

"I'm sorry. I've put you through so much, Seokjin. It wouldn't surprise me if one day you decide to leave my side." Namjoon was close to hitting his head with the wall as something clicked in Seokjin's head that made him grab onto Namjoon and push him on top of the bed.

"You saved me. You even tackled me to the ground to prove your point of how much you sacrificed for me to be here with you, how could I ever leave you?" Namjoon just stared blankly at the man.

"Then don't." He wrapped his arms around Seokjin's waist. Seokjin relaxed in his arms.

They stayed cuddled up for a while until after a while. They headed to the kitchen and began to make breakfast.

"Here. Be careful, it's hot." Seokjin handed the young man a tray with warm food and he took it upstairs to Hoseok.

Hoseok gladly accepted the food and thanked them both. That day, he became their best friend.

"Hello? Yoongi? Would you like to come over so we could have a chat?" Namjoon spoke over the phone.

"Sure, I'll be there in about an hour or so." Yoongi hung up and headed to his apartment.

Namjoon figured it would break the tension in the house if there was four people. That way he could talk to Hoseok about his health while Yoongi spoke to Seokjin. In the end, he felt like Yoongi and Seokjin got a long a little bit, so why not?

"Hoseok?" Yoongi squinted his eyes, double checking to see if he wasn't seeing a ghost.

"Yoongi!?" Hoseok jumped up.

"Something tells me these two know each other..." Namjoon and Seokjin just stared at each other, quietly while letting the two men have a long conversation.