savior complex - kth

008

"Um..." I started, feeling frozen in this moment. Of all the events tonight, this now made me sober and too conscious os what was going on. "I don't know."

The notebook was ripped from my hands, so forcefully the pen marking the page he had written just today now flew out and onto his floor. "Get out of my room."

I stepped back when he stepped to me and I felt unbelievably small. Though, this was the first time I had seen any sort of real emotion from Taehyung. I was so used to seeing him with a smug look on his face, one I would give anything to see change and now I just had.

"I said get out!" Now his voice was a little louder than before.

"You left me in here!" I now argued but I knew it wasn't strong.

He huffed out a laugh. There is was. That smug spoiled 'doesn't care about anything' expression. "So you go through my fucking stuff? I didn't know you were also nosey."

"I'm drunk and...and you aren't really one to push blame on someone for doing something wrong."

"Yeah, having a college kid drink at a house party is so wrong." He was almost mocking me and the feeling of talking to a brick wall returned.

He had asked me to leave and now I was getting to angry to even continue this conversation with him. I set my eyes on the hallway and pushed past him but like he had previously done, his hand grabbed my arm and stopped me. "So what's his problem?"

"He doesn't have one." I yanked my arm from him, not listening to anything he was going to say so I could go back and just go to sleep with Jungkook. He didn't say anything else.

I heard his door shut down the hallway when I entered Jimin's room yet instead of just seeing Jungkook laying on the couch, the girl who had seemed to be concerned about him downstairs was sitting on the corner of the bed. She was whispering something to him when she turned to see me, and Jungkook only slightly had his eyes open to see me.

"Hey." I said, more to Jungkook than the girl.

But the girl responded. "Hi."

She didn't move from how she was sitting and turned away from me to turn to him. I was confused and also annoyed that this girl was now following him around like a little puppy dog.

"Um," I started, not wanting to come off as rude but knowing what was best for Jungkook, and also just wanting to go to sleep in that bed. "After an episode, it's usually better that he just sleeps."

"Oh, okay." She said and stood up. "He is kind of asleep, a little in and out."

"Okay." I said.

Why did this girl suddenly think she knows anything about Jungkook or what is going on right now? I didn't say anything else and neither did she as she exited the room. I followed behind her to shut the door, wanting to lock it but not wanting to be unfair to Jimin.

I typically woke up early when I had something to drink, my body alerting me that I needed to hydrate, which I then always stayed awake. Jungkook doesn't drink anymore, but when he did he typically slept all day. He doesn't sleep very good when he has these outbursts, and I know with alcohol in him he was probably going to wake up in the middle of his rest to have to throw up. He had taken his sweatshirt off and it was laid above his head, probably just convenient for him to put it there. I picked it up to put it over my head then moved the covers up higher on him, but he began to cough.

I tried to stay still and not disturb him. This used to scare me so much, even more than the puking. When I thought he could no longer breathe and I could hear him struggling for air, his own body fighting against his unlike mine that did everything it could to heal me.