7 Days on Paper

Treize

Listen to that song while you read this chapter- author.

"Please! This can't be happening!" I heard Mrs. Kim's loud voice shouting as if it's the end of the world. Many nurse and one doctor tried to calm her down. She's swinging his hand in the air- ready to kill people whenever it is.

I grabbed her shoulder tightly, questioned with same worried face. "What's happening, Mrs. Kim?"

She turned her head to me, and cried even more. "Jin! H-he's... He is not safe, Jungkook!"

My heart pounds faster at that thought. What is happening here!? "Where is he!? Where is he!?" I asked as i shook Mrs. Kim body. She's crying even louder now, worrying the hell out of me.

What the hell happened to you, Jin!?

"What room is Kim Seokjin!?" I barked at the receptionist lady since Mrs. Kim can't answer me verbally.

"Room 105, sir. Second floor. After get out from the elevator, turn right. It's the first room."

I rushed off without paying too much attention to Mrs. Kim. I took the stairs, and spend a few seconds before i can find it.

When it's right in front of my face, i barged in. The room was dark and quite. The winter breeze flow inside, erased my sweats formed on my face. The dim moonlight made it way inside from the slighty ajar window. I stepped in, heart pounding faster and faster.

The room's table is full with medicines. There's Jin's laptop and printer, which i found it strange but completely forgot about it when i saw Jin.

Jin is here. He is lying on the bed, looking paler than ever. He is breathing calmly, with a lot of tube connected to his body. The infusion set is too much that my heart shattered at the sight.

I walked closer to him. Caressed his cheeks which is now looking much more thinner. A single tear escaped my eyes. I grip his left hand, pulled it to my lips. Kiss it softly.

"What happened, Jin? So you're here all along. Please tell me you're fine..." I chuckled on my tears.

Jin is still sleeping with the same position. Completely unbothered by me kissing his hand or talking to him.

I try to think of some happy moments with him now. The only happy moment that will keep my insanity.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, right? I'll treat you a lot of food tomorrow. Please wake up and tell me you're fine. Hm?" As i glanced over my watch. It's already 11:47. Thirteen minutes left before his birthday.

"What happened to you?" I asked desperately while i'm breaking down in front of him. Literally a crying mess. Drying every tears inside of me.

What's happening to him? I can't barely understand. I really can't understand at all. One minute, he's still beside me. Laughing and happy. The next minute, he's on this bed, sleeping soundly but looked unhealthy.

"Look," i sniffled, "i made you a painting for your birthday." I said, pulled out the moon and bunny painting.

But he's still not opening his eyes. I showed it in front of him, explained the meaning of my painting.

"The moon is you, Jinnie. You're beautiful. And the bunny is me. Admiring over you. Without knowing how to get tired. Forever by your side. I'm still with you..."

I take out the diary and the photocard book. "Look, even this photocard book has the same concept with my painting. It's a bunny holding a moon baloon." I showed him with my bunny smile. Hoping he will open his eyes and show me his usual angelic smile.