"Okay, Jin you need to calm down." Jinyoung placed himself between the two ex-husbands, to prevent older from inject the other with anesthesia. "And here's an ice pack for you." He handed Namjoon the ice pack, as the later bowed slightly before getting his cheek numbed up with the ice. Jin on the other side, scoffed and wrapped his arms around his chest.

People and medical staff walking by were whispering to each other, about the bad ire atmosphere blossoming around the three.

Jinyoung was starting to get impatient, he wanted a damn explanation from either one of the two childish adults (contradictory, but true) on either side of him. He tapped on his knee mentally counting, before he snapped.

"CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED?" He controllably yelled, making both men as well as his boyfriend jump in fright. Angry Jinyoung is code red, red as in blood, cause someone was gong to end up dead!

Jin shifted uncomfortably with Jinyoung's glare burning through his head. His eyes landed on the floor as he fiddled with his thumbs.

"He started it." Jin spouted nearly as a whisper, he could already feel Jinyoung mentally strangling him.

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Half an hour ago....

"Namjoon?" Jin felt like diluting his tongue after he uttered his ex-husband's name.

"Jesus I literally saw you yesterday! Why do you have to ruin every day of my life?" The younger wasn't keeping track of what he was saying. He was suddenly irritated at the sight of Jin. His thoughts came flying out his mouth.

Jin went wide eyed and scoffed.

"I ruin your life? You don't even have one! You come to the hospital I work at and request to talk to me and I'm the one ruining shit? You think I want to see your ugly pathetic excuse of a face? I should have taken the opportunity yesterday and punched you!" Jin was fuming.

Who the fuck did this punk think he is?

"Woah! Your hospital? How the fuck did they employ an unqualified person like you? And don't talk about my face, when your disgusting one must be the reason all your patients die!"

Jin blink for a few seconds, his mind was on a rampage. He couldn't control myself. Within a second, he pounced on Namjoon and threw his strongest punch at his face.

The younger was so taken aback, he wasn't even able to process what was happening, until he felt a throbbing pain on his left cheek. Jin just fucking punched him, the bitch just-

"HOW FUCKING DARE, YOU ASSHOLE! I put my who life into studying to be a doctor! Unqualified, fuck off, you have no idea what I've been through to get here! I was stupid enough to waste my first three years because of you! I don't fucking need to be told what I am by someone with no heart, no pain, and no love! I slogged to get where I am! So, don't you dare fucking look down on me! You may have all the money in the world but you, Y-you will never..." Jin's voice was cracked at the end.

Jin was on top of Namjoon with a death grip on the youngers collar. His eyes were starting to collect with tears.

Namjoon though, just stared. That was never how Jin was, Jin was never violent. He was in utter shock.

Jin was slightly trembling due to his emotions, but after a second, he was able to regain himself. He got off Namjoon and glared down at the younger.

"I was so stupid before. But now I realize I won't flaunt on the past. We clearly were a mistake. And about Jungkook. He is fine, but he needs to remain in the hospital for a couple more days, till his leg heals-"

Jin was immediately flung to the ground, he had had his back turned to Namjoon so he didn't see the man stand up looking like he was going to rip something.

Jin was startled as Namjoon was no on top of him, the tables were turned. Namjoon was definitely pissed, Jin could see through his experience. The younger clenched his jaw and looked straight into Jin's eyes. He himself didn't know why he was angry; it was like his body acted on its own. He was about to open his mouth but sadly for him, he was tackled down by security.

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"I DON'T FREAKING care who started it, I will end it. Are both of you fucking fifteen or something? You are grown adults, yet you act like you're are in some teen drama! Who the freaking hell picks a fight in a hospital? I can't believe -" Jinyoung yelled at first, but then calmed down. He was stopped when Jin tightly hugged him. Boy did the other know how to shut this mother up. Jin buried his face in Jinyoung's neck.

"I'm sorry Jinyoungie. But he started it, okay!" Jin brought out the baby voice.

Namjoon scoffed and turned away from the idiots beside him.

He was angry for some reason, and it wasn't cause of the fight.

JB watched the whole thing unfold with an amused look. He didn't mind Jin being clingy with his boyfriend, he knew they were close so he was chill. But what got his attention was how Namjoon clenched his fist unconsciously.

"Jesus, what will I do with you?" Jinyoung said as he slowly unwrapped Jin's arms from around him.

"Both of you apologize, now!" he ordered next. They both stared at him in near disbelief.

"I don't need to apologize to him!" They both said in unison, then they glared at each other after realizing they said the same thing at the same time.

Jinyoung sighed before getting up.

"Both of you keep degrading in age by the second, freaking three-year-olds!" He spat as he got up, irritated and not wanting to deal with these kids anymore.

It was deadly silent between the two for about five minutes after Jinyoung left with JB.

Until, Namjoon absentmindedly spoke.

"Damn! And I thought you were the mother within our friend circle." He unconscious said out loud.

Then his heart skipped a beat when he heard Jin laugh slightly. But it was gone the next second and covered up by a cough.

Namjoon mentally slapped himself.

No. Don't. FUCKING. Go. There.

Jin though, was beating himself up mentally for letting his guard down. He quickly stood up and turned away from Namjoon.

"Don't talk to me, just leave. I already told you about Jungkook's condition."

Namjoon huffed.

"Like I want to talk to you, Bye!" He got up to leave instantly, but his long ass coat got caught on the seat accidentally making him fly back on the seat, winching as his elbow made contact with the metal arm.

Jin's body moved on impulse, he knelt down and pulled Namjoon arm out to examine the now bleeding cut. Jin had instantly forgotten about the fight, about his hatred, about everything, as his 'doctor' instincts kicked in. He was too busy mumbling and taking a look at Namjoon elbow, that he didn't notice the younger had frozen was staring at him with wide eyes.

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Don't you just love it when you fuck everything up for yourself, by yourself!!

I do, so freaking much! That I implemented it in my daily routine.

How was it though.?

[EDITED: 16.04.2020]