"Seokjin died?

Seokjin... Died?

Seokjin can't be dead." Namjoon left the emergency room and got inside of his car. He sat down on something soft.

The sweater he had gotten for Seokjin.

~flashback~

"I wonder if Seokjin wore anything else besides that thin sweater."

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The doctor held it up to his face and inhaled its scent. It smelled like Seokjin. The cologne he wore the night they arrived from that family gathering at his parent's house.

All of these memories were filling up in Namjoon's head, that he just couldn't process everything. He needed to go back to the hospital, but he just couldn't.

His legs were becoming weak.

He began to drive away.

Mixed emotions roamed Namjoon's head as he drove into the highway, full speed.

"Seokjin can't be dead." Sadness.

"This is all my fault..." Guilt.

"No. It's not my fault. It's Joowon's fault. He did this to him." Blame.

With all of these things on the young man's head, his mind was becoming distorted. He couldn't see that well and if he did see, all he noticed were visions and things that just weren't on the road.

A little boy appeared in the middle of the street, trying to get his ball back. Namjoon was driving too fast to see the small child.

He swerved around the highway and off of the road, landing into an unfamiliar route with lots of tall trees and wild animals.

His car didn't stop there. Namjoon was too busy figuring out where he was and how he could get out of the strange forest before night dawned on him, when he noticed a very tall shadow walk right by him, crumbling the leaves that were on the ground.

Namjoon got out of his car and called out the only name that had been on his mind this whole time, and that possibly caused him to crash his car in the first place: Kim Seokjin.

"Seokjin?" The strange silhouette responded to the sound of that name.

And there he was.

The vampire's thin frame appeared right before Namjoon's eyes, looking straight at him.

Namjoon wiped his eyes to make sure that he wasn't just seeing things, but surely enough, it was true. Seokjin was standing right in front of him.

"Seokjin." He took off to head towards the man he once loved and thought he lost, when the man stopped him.

"I'm sorry sir, do we know each other?" Namjoon was in for a shock.

"Of course we know each other, I'm your... Doctor. Remember? Dr. Kim? It's me. Seokjin, I'm so glad that you're alive." The doctor tried getting nearer Seokjin, but the man kept walking back.

"I don't know who you are. I've never met you before in my life." He continued to avoid the doctor. This was driving Namjoon insane.

"Seokjin, I'm sorry. All of this is my fault. If I would have just taken that phone away from you, then you would have still been here and I know I can fix things! Just give me one last
chance!" He shouted from how desperate he was to just hold the man in his arms, but he kept on walking away from him, making matters worse.

Namjoon followed behind him.

"Let go of me!" Seokjin pushed himself far back into the highway. No matter how much the vampire shouted, Namjoon couldn't stay away.

"I don't care if you hate me. Even if it kills me. Seokjin, I can't lose you again." Namjoon stared into Seokjin's eyes as his iris changed color.

"Your eyes are red. Are you angry?" His question was answered when the man grabbed him by the throat, slamming him onto his car.

"You liar!! You are not Dr. Kim, you... You're a demon." Seokjin shouted. Namjoon didn't understand why, but then he looked at his own reflection. The man was right, Namjoon wasn't who he appeared to be. He wasn't Namjoon at all, he was a monster wearing a blue surgeon costume, covered in blood.

"What the hell am I?" He got up. Seokjin was walking off into the highway again.

Namjoon ran after him, not wanting to lose the man again.

"Seokjin, I'm still me!" His voice caught Seokjin's attention because he had turned around to stare at him, but the man had no interest in Namjoon whatsoever.

Seokjin kept walking further away.

"Don't leave me, not again. I'm tired of losing you." Namjoon held the man's hand when he was able to reach him, only to have him reappear back in the forest, leaving Namjoon in the highway.

Only then was the man able to realize that he in fact was Doctor Kim.

"Dr. Kim?" The doctor sighed, relieved.

"Yes Seokjin, it's me." He walked over towards the man, when his vision blurred.

The last thing he remembered was Seokjin shouting "No!" and the pain he felt when getting run over by a car.

The man was holding Namjoon's body in his arms, similar to the actions Namjoon had previously taken when Seokjin was lying down in his arms dying.

He wasn't sure what was real or not anymore. Namjoon was beginning to lose his mind, as well as his vision.

Now he was watching Seokjin begging him to not go, as his lifeless body rested on the ground.

"Dr. Kim."

His eyes shut and the man vanished.

"Dr. Kim, wake up!" A voice he heard while his body drifted away from reality was louder than before.

The doctor took a deep breath in, his eyes fluttered open and that's when he realized that the confusion he was feeling, all of the anger and frustration, sadness and angst he was feeling was all gone. Because what the doctor just lived was nothing but an unpleasant nightmare. Something he hasn't gotten in a long time, finally returned.

Seokjin was right by his side looking at him with worry.

"You are alive. You're okay." He noticed the fear in his eyes fade away when he knew Namjoon was finally awake.

"Seokjin?" Namjoon slowly regained his consciousness back, staring at the man in front of him and hesitating to ask too much. All he did was hold Seokjin.

He held him like he never wanted to let go of him.

"Dr. Kim, you're crying." Seokjin has never seen Namjoon cry this way before, it was starting to concern the man.

He untangled himself from Namjoon's arms and wiped his tears away.

A brief moment of silence left both men with nothing to say, but to just look at each other, Seokjin had no idea of what the doctor had just been through with that dream. And the doctor didn't want him to know either.

"Seokjin." He brushed his own hair back.

"Dr. Kim, do you feel well?"

"Don't worry about me, I just had a strange dream, that's all." Seokjin nodded.

The doctor tried wrapping his arms around Seokjin's waist again to hug him, but the man denied his affection.

As he turned around to leave, Namjoon sensed that the real reason to why he was being neglected by the vampire, was because of Joowon.

He couldn't stand it.

As they sat down on the couch, Seokjin noticed how stressed the doctor had become and how fast his smile had faded, leaving nothing but a blank expression on his face.

He tried to get his attention, and surely enough, the doctor was all ears for him.

"You seem very spaced out, what did you dream of that has gotten you like this?" The man asked. His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, making him get flustered.

"It's Joowon, isn't it?"

"Dr. Kim, I already explained to you that this phone doesn't contain his number." Namjoon knew very well that that was not true.

He snatched the phone from Seokjin's hands, alarming the man yet he didn't try to stop him from his actions. Namjoon called the number and a manly voice immediately answered.

"There you are. I was beginning to think you weren't going to pick it up. Ready for tonight, cutie?" Namjoon's hand clenched.

He headed upstairs, with the phone still in hand. Seokjin was in shock, but didn't ask any questions.

Namjoon looked at the previous messages he and his brother had last night. Seokjin had told him that he wouldn't be able to go out to see him because he was feeling worried about him.

"Sorry, sir. But I cannot leave Dr. Kim. He seems to be having a troublesome sleep and keeps sweating. He could be having a seizure, or something worse." Namjoon scrolled down further through the text messages.

"What? Why do you care about Namjoon, that's such a boring excuse to not see me :(
I expected more from you, Seokjin ;)" His brother had replied.

"Seokjin was worried about me?" Namjoon went back to the call he was currently on.

His brother was becoming desperate for answers from Seokjin, but wasn't expecting Namjoon to be on the other line of the call.

"Give me answers. I deserve an answer from you, now. You can't just leave me like that, Seokjin." His brother spoke. Namjoon was more than ready to respond.

"Yes he can, and yes, he will. Because from now on, I won't let you go near Seokjin again. Do you hear me loud and clear? I want you to stay away from him, Joowon." The other man responded, taking his brother by surprise.

"Joon? What gives, huh? I just wanted to have an innocent conversation with your friend, that's all. What do you have against me being friends with him? He's your friend too, you know..." His brother lowered his voice.

"I didn't make things obvious the last time you visited me, but Seokjin is not just my friend."

"Oh?" Joowon sounded unimpressed. "I know he's your patient as well, don't worry." He teased.

"He's not my patient." Seokjin was hearing their conversation from downstairs.

"Then what the fuck is he doing there wasting his time on you if he's nothing to you? That's stupid." Namjoon shut the door so that Seokjin could no longer eavesdrop on their private conversation which might potentially turn into more than an argument: if things get worse, it could turn into a fight.

"Seokjin is mine." Namjoon thought that by saying this, Joowon would get get the message, but his brother wasn't very wise.

"He's yours only because he lives under the same roof as you, I could call him mine any day whenever I get the chance to kidnap him from you." His brother joked.

Namjoon didn't find him very amusing.

"Seokjin is my lover." With that being stated, Namjoon knew there was no way his brother wouldn't understand. It was far too obvious.

But what he said to Namjoon changed his mind completely, and ruined his entire day.

"But does Seokjin really love you? You should really reflect on that." His brother mockingly laughed, hanging up the phone.

"Why don't you reflect on this," Namjoon gripped onto the phone and slammed it on the floor. "Jerk."

Seokjin heard the loud noise and went upstairs only to find pieces of the phone scattered
everywhere across the room. He knelt down, holding the small and damaged pieces in his hands, looking down at them. His eyes met with the doctor who took the remaining pieces of the cellular device from his hands and threw them out the window, never to be seen again.

"And I thought I was cold hearted. You sir, truly are the worst." He turned around.

Namjoon blocked the entrance, so that Seokjin would have no way of escaping him.

"You agreed on going out to see Joowon last night. You don't let me show you affection, yet you wanted to get into his car, not knowing you could easily get tricked into ending up in his bed? So now I'm the bad man for protecting you?" Namjoon stepped out of the entrance, clearing the way for Seokjin to decide rather he wanted to leave or stay.

"I have one last thing to ask you before I leave, do you love me or Joowon?"