Impossible decision // Jaebeom/Jungkook

16. There was so much blood

My phone buzzes and makes me jump. I must have fallen asleep. His hand is still in mine and he's still unconscious. I feel deflated.

I check my messages and see one from Jaebeom.

[JB: I'm outside the ICU.

Standing up, I carefully rest his hand on the bed. Shuffling my way out of the room, I feel weak, exhausted, thirsty. I pass the door and see him. My tears uncontrollably take over again, when I thought I was finally done. But seeing his caring face, relieves me of so much grief, it all comes out again and I sob. He claws onto me so tightly I let myself fall in his arms. He can feel my legs letting go and his embrace holding my weight as he pulls us to a nearby bench.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm... just... tired."

"Stay here."

He rushes away. I check my watch and it's nearly 11pm. Back within five minutes, he has a bottle of water and a some snack in his hands.

"I don't feel like it Jaebeom."

"You need to eat and drink. Look how weak you are. Did you eat today? I know you don't eat much when you're stressed and with your exams I assume..." He opens the bottle and hand it to me, looking at me in such way that I have no choice but obey.

I take a few sips and realise how thirsty I was.

"Thank you."

"Now eat something."

I nibble on the crackers he gave me.

"Is it broken again?" He asks pointing at my wrist.

"Sort of, and it's the other wrist."

"Did they do that to you?" I look down reminded of this traumatic experience. I can't shake the flashes popping in front of my eyes. Being yanked by this thug, helpless and scared for my life, seeing Jungkook fighting him and his eyes when he collapsed at my feet. It goes over and over again in my mind and I close my eyes feeling anxiety taking over.

Jaebeom sees my struggle and wraps me protectively in his arms, allowing me to calm down.

"I'm here okay?"

"What if he dies." I panic.

"Surgery went well."

"They don't know yet if he will be back to normal."

"That's right. You don't know. So stop worrying."

"I can't. It's all my fault."

"He's a grown man. He chose to step forward."

"He wouldn't have had to if I'd kept my mouth shut."

"What do you mean?"

"She came to my place."

"What?! When? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry. I told her that I had no intentions of leaving you. I also gave her a bit of therapy, telling her she should move on and have a life because her vendetta was eating her alive and stopping her from meeting someone." He chuckles. I'm glad he's finding it funny. It was terrifying for me. "Sorry."

"I guess she didn't like that so much."

"You couldn't have anticipated what happened." He hugs me tightly again and I sob. "Babe you need to calm down and stop crying. You're exhausting yourself."

I wipe my face and look at him, getting distracted for a second by his caring eyes and perfect lips. I don't know if he is still mad at me. I don't know how he feels about me reacting the way I do for Jungkook when we just had a fight about my feelings for him.