"I'm not being a baby. I'm being a doctor. I know that you can deal with pain, but you don't have to any more, Namjoon. Please listen to me..." Huh. "Or to your boyfriend, apparently."

Interesting. Jin moved Namjoon further down the hallway and finally stopped by a door, knocking it. "See, I wasn't sure about your boyfriend, but now I've made up my mind. He's great, he can curse in his songs if he feels he has to, as long as he gets you to take care of yourself finally."

"Please do it," Tae instructed his hyung, trying to sound strict. "No ow ow for you."

"No ow ow," Jin agreed, "And you are the opposite of a faker. Please tell the nice man every place that hurts and we can get you sorted." The door was opened and they walked in, Jin immediately talking to the guy inside in doctor jargon. Tae was fascinated.