Pink Rockstar → KookMin

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"What happened? Why did you have a panic attack?" Taehyung finally asked after minutes of silence.

Once Jungkook woke up, nurses and doctors asked him questions and checked his vitals as well as head. Once they left after making sure Jungkook ate, Taehyung finally spoke.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?" Taehyung was exasperated.

How could he not know?

"No, hyung, I don't."

"How do you not know?!"

Jungkook shut his eyes tightly.

"Okay, yeah, I do know. I just don't wanna tell you. I don't wanna talk about it."

Taehyung scoffed as he stood up and grippes the railing of the bed.

"Jungkook, you haven't been telling me fucking anything. You had a panic attack and passed out, slammed your fucking head against the floor, and now you're sitting up here in a fucking hospital bed. Yet! You don't wanna tell me what's going on with you?! Are you kidding me?!"

"Tae." Jimin stood up beside him.

"No!" Taehyung waved Jimin off.

Jungkook looked down at his fingers as he held back his tears.

"What's wrong with you?! After all we've fucking been through, after all we've shared, when this shit happens with you, you don't want to tell me?!"

"Hyung." Jungkook breathed down, trying hard not to cry but his voice was watered down.

"Answer me, Jungkook!"

"Taehyung!"

The latter turned around, clearly furious.

"He's injured, clearly tired, and doesn't want to talk about it. You can't leave him alone until he recovers?" Jimin says calmly as he rubs Taehyung's shoulder.

Taehyung looked from Jimin to Jungkook who wiped his nose with the back of his hand. His lips in a thin line.

"Kook, will you ever tell me?"

Jungkook shrugged as he released a shaky breath and wiped his eyes.

Taehyung pushed his chair back and left the room. Jimin watched but sighed as he approached Jungkook.

He held Jungkook's face in his hands, wiping his tears with his thumbs.

"Don't worry about him. You know him more than I do, so you know he'll forget about it."

Jungkook shakes his head as he pulls Jimin's hands away.

"He won't until I tell him."

Jimin hummed before he sat on the edge of the be, getting onto it and sitting criss cross apple sauce in front of him. He took Jungkook's hand and gentle rubbed circles onto the dorsal of his hand.

"He loves you. He'll let it go."

Not when he knows why.

"Sure."

"You know, you really scared us."

Jungkook was quiet in response.

"When we realized you were home I immediately went upstairs to bring you back down and watch a movie with us. But then you didn't respond. Then you fell."

Jungkook shook his head as Jimin hesitated.

"I thought you died honestly. Your breathing slowed and there… there was so much blood."

Jimin grabbed the younger's other hand and held them tightly. He sniffled.

"I got so scared because I haven't even gotten to know you for a year yet." He smiled, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Jungkook looked down and tried to pull his hands away but Jimin gripped them tighter. He moved closer to Jungkook who turned his head away, refusing to look Jimin in the eye.

"Jungkook, please look at me."

"Hyung, you've been here all night you should go home and get some sleep."

"Jungkook-ah." Jimin whispered, he kept trying to get Jungkook to look at him.

He reached up and turned Jungkook's face, finally making eye contact with him.

"I'll go home. I'll rest. But I will be back, okay?"

"Hyung—"

"Ah." Jimin covered Jungkook's lips with his hand. He smiled softly at the boy before squishing his cheeks.

"Someone has to take care of your stubborn ass. Besides, your phone is still at your house."

Jungkook hummed, his lips puckered which Jimin found endearing.

"See you later?" Jimin tilted his head to the side.

Jungkook nods. Jimin grins gratefully before grabbing his phone and walking to the hospital door, he turned around and waved before leaving the room. Shutting the door behind him.

Jungkook leaned back into the bed. He covered his eyes and exhaled slowly before his hand grew wet and tears streamed down his cheeks.

Wow.

Life just got complicated.