Serendipity |bts | OT7|

Big problems

Intensive care unit. Namjoon stood outside waiting... that was all he could do. He was sick of waiting. He needed to know there were so many words thrown around on their way here that he didn't know what to think. His phone had been going crazy. People questioning why they left work, like work was the thing he gave a shit about right now. No one had spoken to him. Doctors had come in and out, the boys were there sitting and waiting like he was. But he hadn't moved from where they told him he couldn't go any further. She had stopping fitting on the drive after they sedated her, her body was still trying to be sick. He had never seen more panic than we they walked in. And what could he do? Namjoon was the leader, he was the one who took care of everything. But right now? He couldn't even move. He was scared, more scared than he's ever been in his life.
"The I'm looking for the next of kin for miss Luna-"
"Me that's me!" Yoongi rushed over speaking to the doctor who told him something that made his breathing hitch.
"You can see her. But you can't enter the room. There's a viewing window just inside if you want to come with me?"
"What about the others? Their her partners too?" The doctor looked over at them and pressed his lips together in a tight line.
"For now only you can see her but I will see what I can do." He followed the man quickly accepting the offer and they finally came to the double doors that read intensive care. He was lead down the long hall and too a window. "Her liver was beginning to shut down, we've had to keep her sedated for now. It's believed the cause was the remaining reproductive organs left after her last surgery. They had begun to get infected and it got into her bloodstream. She's very sick at the moment mr min. I'm afraid the next 12 hours are critical." Yoongi was fixated on the drips and monitors attached to her sink. If he thought seeing her after the attack was bad, this was way worse.
"Are you saying she..." he couldn't finish his sentence starting to feel sick.
"I'm very sorry, if I were you I would prepare for the worst and hope for the best. She may wake up and be right as rain but it's highly unlikely. I can make arrangements for the others to come and see her after you inform them but only two at a time." He didn't know what to say. He longed to go and pull her into his arms and tell her everything would be fine. He wanted nothing more than to hear her laughing with jungkook or see her laying on the sofa complaining that Tae wasn't cuddling her enough. He knew it was all selfish. But he couldn't do it, not without her. "I'll leave you for a moment." When he was left he slowly placed a hand on the glass
"My poor girl..." he let the tears fall as he watched her chest slowly rise and fall to the beep of monitors and the drip of chemicals. "I know it's hard, but you have to fight this... it's okay to want to let go. I understand, but please don't give up okay? I love you so much... just please... don't give up, for them..." he gave himself a moment and walked back to them hearing their concerned voices.
"Yoon?" He was dazed as he met them, not even bothering to look at them he finally spoke.
"They told me to prepay for the worst... you can see her two at a time... down the hall there a window. You can't go in." After speaking he simply walked away leaving them all in shock. Not one of them could process what he had told them. Jin tried to stop him from leaving but it didn't work. Yoongi needed to be alone, he needed to prepare himself for this.
They all went to see her all of them equally devastated by her state. Hours had passed and they took turns sleeping and listening out. It was about 8 hours in when the monitors went crazy.
Across town Yoongi was laying in bed looking at videos of her on his phone while wrapped in her blanket. He thought for a moment. Carry on? Without her?  She won't wake up. She can't fight anymore. He can't do it. He looked at the bottle on his side taking a moment to think. Slowly he picked it up looking at the label with a gulp. The sound of the cap popping off made his heart beat fast. Fuck it. One by one he poured the pills into his mouth grabbing his water and downing it. He laid down pulling her blanket close taking in the smell. He felt sleepy when his phone rang.

Taehyung calling....

"Tae?"
She's awake. Yoongi she's doing fine you have to get here. She's made it.

He shot up out of bed stumbling to the door feeling his head start to swim.

Yoongi? You there?
"T... Tae... I.... I fucked up... I..."
Yoongi? What did you do? You sound drunk? Where are you?
"The pills.... I- I took them..."
What? Okay, I'm coming. How many did you take? Yoongi stay awake.

He was leant against the door trying to hold himself up when his arm finally gave out sending him crashing onto the floor, the phone fell from his hand and he could hear taehyung's distanced shouting before he finally gave in and closed his eyes.