SECOND CHANCE | JIKOOK✅

5.Flashback

I found myself standing by Jimin's bedside, observing him peacefully sleeping. His face, adorned with innocence, revealed the hardships he had endured. A wave of guilt washed over me, hitting my chest with an intense pang.

"Sorry, Jimin... Just sorry," I whispered, my voice filled with remorse. The weight of my actions bore heavily upon me, and I couldn't help but feel responsible for his current state.

With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly left the hospital, the clock showing a desolate 3 in the morning as I reached my apartment. I lay on my bed, hoping to find solace in sleep, but my mind remained plagued by the image of Jimin.

"If only I hadn't woken up, he wouldn't have suffered so much. It's all my fault for indulging in alcohol. If anything were to happen to him, I don't know what I would do," I muttered, the guilt etched deeply on my face. The weight of my remorse settled in as I hugged my pillow tightly, seeking some form of comfort.

And then it happened-the dream that shook me to my core. "Help... Help me..." Jimin's desperate plea echoed in my ears, his voice laden with anguish. I jolted awake, a sudden urgency to save him consuming me. But the harsh reality hit me like a tidal wave-he was still in the hospital, and it was merely a haunting nightmare.

"I can't bear to witness anyone's death again. I've already lost so many in my life. I can't bear to lose him," I wept, consumed by the overwhelming fear of losing someone dear to me.

Determined to confront my guilt head-on, I rose from my bed and made my way to the hospital to see Jimin. Hoping for his recovery, I repeated my apologies silently, promising to be more careful in the future.

I parked my car in the hospital parking area and hurriedly made my way to Jimin's room. As I entered, his eyes met mine, and he seemed relieved by my presence. Anxious, I took a seat, unsure of what to say or how to express my remorse. The memories of the previous day weighed heavily on my mind, threatening to drown me in regret.

"Thank you," Jimin spoke, breaking the heavy silence between us. His gaze lingered on me, silently conveying his gratitude. Summoning all my courage, I began to speak, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Are you okay now?" I asked, my words filled with genuine concern, but they escaped my lips timidly, afraid of upsetting him further.

He nodded, but his gaze turned away, shielding his emotions from my view. My heart ached at the sight of him suffering, and I felt an overwhelming need to understand his condition, especially since we were now husbands. Summoning my determination, I mustered the courage to broach the topic delicately.

"May I know if this is the first time you've faced this issue, Jimin? As your spouse, I want to be aware of your condition. The doctor requested me to gather information," I finally managed to ask, my voice quivering slightly.

Slowly, he turned his head towards me, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and trust.

"Taemin..."

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Flaskback-3 Years ago

JM Pov

I stood there, basking in the euphoria of finally graduating from high school. No longer a teenager, I had crossed the threshold into adulthood, filled with endless possibilities and dreams waiting to be realized. This day, the day I had longed for, had finally arrived.