"Yo, this is Rap Monster, still in control and we got more music so relax, enjoy, celebrate your freedom. If you need anything, address all complaints to J-Hope. He's your hope, he's your angel. And he has a gun so talk nicely." Namjoon announced happily through the intercom of the radio station, broadcasting more music from Yoongi's phone through the hospital and leaving it to play, enjoying the role of DJ quite a lot. It was the most fun he'd had in a long time.
He spun around in the chair and looked at Yoongi, who was still glaring at him and looking pissed. He gave him water, apologised for the circumstances and tried to make him comfortable - he was still pissed. It made sense, still annoying.
"You know, you can glare at me all you want but I tried to get you out of here. It's your own damn fault."
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He spun around in the chair and looked at Yoongi, who was still glaring at him and looking pissed. He gave him water, apologised for the circumstances and tried to make him comfortable - he was still pissed. It made sense, still annoying.
"You know, you can glare at me all you want but I tried to get you out of here. It's your own damn fault."