Under The Moonlight

Part 3.

Jungkook's POV

After getting the information about Jimin from the reception, I rushed to his ward. Amidst the hospital chaos, I spotted Taehyung sitting on the chair with his face in his palms. Jennie was comforting him. I took a deep breath to pull myself together and went to them.

"Where is Jimin? Is he alright?" I asked Jennie. She pointed towards the Emergency Department. However, my second question remained unanswered.

I nodded and knelt to hug Taehyung. I wrapped my left arm around him, right hand holding Jennie's, trying to be there for both of them.

Taehyung was an emotional person as a whole and was even more sensitive when it came to Jimin. They have been together since diapers, so I can imagine how much Jimin means to him. He was in desperate need of comfort right now.

"He will be alright. He is a strong man, right?" I softly spoke to Taehyung, trying to remain strong, although my own tears were ready to fall any second. He slowly nodded and muttered a small, "He will be fine," resting his head on my shoulder.

We stayed like that for a few minutes until the doctor came out of the ED. Taehyung rushed to him to know about the well-being of his friend.

"Doctor, is he fine?" We all nervously looked at the doctor, impatiently waiting for his answer, expecting it to be good news.

"Yes. He's stable now, and there's not much to worry about. Since you brought him in time, he didn't lose a lot of blood. He just has a minor head injury and some scratches here and there. He should be awake by tomorrow." The doctor smiled at us.

The breath that I didn't know I was holding escaped my lips, and a feeling of relief rushed in my body, spreading a smile across my face.

"Now, if you excuse me."
"Thank you so much, doctor." Nodding at that with a small smile, the doctor went away.

Taehyung immediately turned to us with a bright smile, his eyes glistening with tears of joy, and jumped for a short group hug. We enjoyed our little moment until another person walked out of the ED.

"Excuse me, is it okay if we visit Jimin?" Jennie asked a nurse who just walked out of the room.
"Yeah. You can visit him after we shift him to the general ward in a few minutes." She smiled and walked away from us.

"Have you informed his parents?" I asked Jennie.
"Hmm, They said they can't make it until next week." I nodded in acceptance.

"Excuse me, Are you guys related to the patient?"
We all turned to the source of the voice and nodded.
"We are his friends," Jennie informed.

"Can you please get these medications from the pharmacy?"
"I will get them." I volunteered and grabbed the prescription.
"Do you guys need anything?" I turned to my friends.
They shook their head as no. I then walked away to get the meds.

I was glad to know that Jimin was completely fine. Finding out that Jimin met an accident and was injured felt like a part of me being pulled apart from me. I would never want to experience that ever again. Not even in my worst nightmare.

Jimin, Taehyung, Jennie, and I have been friends for almost a decade now. We practically grew up together and enjoyed all the happiest moments of life in the presence of each other. Not to mention how we supported each other at our worst. They are an important part of my life, and I can't handle losing any of them.

We used to be known as an inseparable quartet in our middle and high school. We were quite popular back in high school and used to be referred to as "squad goals." I wonder if the phrase is still trendy.

Lightly smiling at the thought, I walked to the pharmacy. I got the medicines and headed to the nearest convenience store to get some snacks for my friends. Seems like we have to stay here till late, and I don't want them to starve.

. . .

After assuring Jennie and Taehyung that I would take care of Jimin for the night and sending them home, I sat on the chair beside Jimin's bed. Now that I was alone, my mind drifted to Y/N. I texted her that everything was okay in here and she need not worry.

Y/N is surely as important to me as all my other friends. She is by far one of the most amazing people I have ever met, and I cherish her with all my heart. Having her as my best friend is undoubtedly a blessing.

I never imagined that she would be this important to me when I first encountered her almost six years ago, when I was new to the city, at the riverside.
Crying her heart out.
I thought she might have had a bad day, but curiosity rose in me when I caught the sight of her, every following evening, at the same spot, emptying her eyes like the happiness in her life had been evacuated.

I tried to talk to her, find out what was bothering her, and why she was so downhearted, but she always pushed me away. Her strange attitude towards me and the fact that she was alone every time I spotted her made me assume that she didn't enjoy the company of people. Indeed, She loves to be by herself most of the time.

Although we didn't know each other at that time, I really wanted to help her. I wanted to talk to her about her problems and tell her that everything would be alright, yet she always acted stubborn and conservative.

For the first few weeks, I just sat beside her at the riverside in an attempt to let her know that I was there for her if she needed a shoulder to lean on. However, she never spoke a word to me, ignoring my existence.

However, time played its role and hence, I was able to slowly befriend her. I patiently tried to break the thick wall she built around herself.

When was finally able to gain her trust, she let her guard down for me and showed her vulnerable side. That's when I got to know she was one of the strongest people I have ever met in my life. She lost both her parents and her only sister and best friend in her mid-teens. When she was supposed to enjoy her teenage years in the most quirky way possible, she struggled to feed herself and earn to secure her future. She drove through the edge of a knife to reach where she is today, and she inspires me every time I see her.

Getting her to trust me and pulling her out of her shell was the hell of a task, but I don't complain even the slightest bit of it. All the patience that I invested in her gradually led me to a beautiful rainbow-personality, masked behind the thick clouds of frigidity formed because of the loneliness. At the end of the day, it was all worth it, and I got an amazing friend whom I could always count on, without any doubt.

Her proposal did slap me right on the face, though. Getting romantic with her is something I have never practically thought about. I may have had a little crush on her at times, but I have never taken that into consideration. I have always seen her as my best friend, who is going to be by my side no matter what. I am happy to just be able to laugh with her 24/7 and bicker with her whenever I feel like it.

Isn't the romantic relationship similar, though? The only difference is that I will get to be intimate with her. What could go wrong if we take our relationship a step further? I have always dreamt about having her by my side even when we are old anyway.

Regardless, she is my best friend. And we are best friends for a reason. How can I have a romantic relationship with my best friend? If I wanted to have a romantic relationship with her, I would have done it long ago. The years of friendship with Y/N means a lot to me, and I don't want to ruin it, trying to get romantic with her. Our friendship is more than enough, isn't it?

Even if I keep my friendship aside for now and consider getting romantic with Y/N, what if things go wrong? What if we get carried away and end up loosening our bond? What if we simply don't work out and I lose her? Even the thought of losing her gives me goosebumps. It shouldn't be happening.

But now that she has romantic feelings for me, she wouldn't want to be with me after knowing I just see her as my friend. I won't be able to stand seeing her getting hurt because of me either. Does that mean I have to let her go so that I don't be a checkpoint in her life?

It seems like a lose-lose situation either way. Ughh.....why does this have to be so complicated? Isn't there a way to get out of this without changing anything?

I tried to contemplate all the possibilities and pondered what could I do to not break our friendship but couldn't find a way. My mind just gave up at some point and fell into a deep slumber, escaping reality for some time.