𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 | Taekook ✔️ Translation

Chapter 12 - Silence

He was lying on that stretcher, covered in blood, his eyes closed. On the floor, the pieces of meat scattered, as if someone had thrown the package in a fit of anger.

My fingers had left the cold metal to reach his arm, but never touched it.I whispered his name softly.How could he have ended up in this state?

"- Jungkook?"

He didn't seem to hear me. Usually he woke up at the slightest sound. I tried again, a little louder this time.

"- Kook?"

My hands had now reached his face. I stroked his cheek with my fingertips and felt his cold skin at my touch. I'd done well to take the scarf, all things considered. He wouldn't have been cold like that. Given his temperature, I was afraid he'd be sick in the next few days. A shiver ran down my back, but I ignored it. I just kept moving, sure that he would wake up any moment.

"Jungkook? Sweetheart? It's me."

He didn't even stir. Once I got home, I was going to take care of him.He looked exhausted, he needed to rest. I resumed in as gentle a voice as possible.I didn't want to rush him, not in this state.

"Wake up. We have to go home now."

Seeing that he wasn't moving, I put my hands on his damp chest and shook him gently.He had fainted before, but nothing to worry about: it only happened when he caught something a bit more poignant than a cold, as he was particularly sensitive.In these cases, the doctor told me not to worry, and that he would wake up after a few minutes. But despite myself, the worry was twisting my stomach. I wanted to go home now, with him.

"Jungkook, wake up.

Still nothing. I looked up in the hope of getting a doctor's help.Jungkook shouldn't have taken so long to regain consciousness.I met the paramedic's eyes from earlier, but he immediately lowered his head to look at the ground.

My head was spinning, probably because of all the emotions that were going through me at the same time.I could feel my eyes filling with tears, but I had to hold it in.My heart was the only thing betraying me right now: its panicked beating was the only thing I couldn't control. I had to reason with myself. It was strange that he hadn't woken up, it was true. But it would get better. He must have gotten sickor something like that. Maybe he'd even taken a blow that had really knocked him out. ButI had no reason to worry like I did. It wasn't the first time,I was used to it. He would wake up any moment. But right now, I needed help. Just a little.

And gradually, another emotion knotted my throat. Anger. I was angry at the doctors who stood there staring into space, talking to each other instead of coming to treat him.I was angry at the policemen who had tried to hold me back on the side of the road.I was angry at the ambulance driver who refused to help us, who refused to tell me anything.

I was angry at the officer who I had pushed, because he wanted to stop me finding him.

And most of all, I was furious at Jungkook, who despite my pleas didn't move, didn't answer me.If this was a joke, I was going to kill him.

"Jungkook! For God's sake, answer me!"

This time I couldn't hold anything back. I started to cry my eyes out, and my vision became blurred again.I shook Jungkook a little harder, hit him several times on the chest with my trembling fists, but I still couldn't see anything.Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.He just lay there on the bloody stretcher without making the slightest movement.

I leaned towards him in doubt. I had to be sure. It was impossible for me to be right, but I had this feeling in the back of my throat that I had to prove it to myself. With tears still streaming down my cheeks reddened by cold and worry, I pressed my ear to his chest, where I used to rest my head at night when I got home. Where his heart should be.

I felt myself fainting even though I could not hear any sound. My heart missed a beat, and I felt my face bleed.I must have been mistaken.There was a lot of noise around us, and with all the anxiety of being on a roller coaster, it was certain that I hadn't been paying enough attention to hear her.His heart must have been beating slower and softer because he was unconscious.

I pulled away, as if his touch had burned me, then took my head in both hands.Cold sweat started to run down my back.

"Calm down, Taehyung, calm down..." I tried to convince myself.

But it wasn't that easy to do. I had no way to slow down the frantic beating of my heart, or even stop the stupid shaking. I was a failure. I couldn't even keep my cool to help Jungkook when he needed it.After a few seconds of fighting myself, I put my head back against his chest.