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17. Snowflake

I had my reports in my hand. Thankfully, my tissues were acceptable for transplant, they matched with Jungkook. The doctors told me that they would peel the skin from my thighs to avoid my body getting ruined but I didn't cared for where they took it. I had already given up on the beauty, it never suited me with the scar I had.

I agreed to start the operation as fast as possible because time was running out. Nurse was guiding me towards the operation room while narrating the disadvantage I had to face after operation but I didn't cared.

My mind was elsewhere, not able to understand because right now all I wanted was to save Jungkook. No matter how much I angry I was on him but leaving him dying, even after knowing he was taking his last breath, would be an act of inhumanity.

I loved him and always will, it was my indelible love that I couldn't deny or erase lifelong. Though he wanted me away from him but the thing I was going to do would definitely irritate him in future. I don't think he would be glad to know my skin was transferred to him. Like a snowflake which falls in us but disappears, I wanted a part of me to be with him for forever, hoping that he might remember me once before he dies after living his life to fullest. I wanted nothing more than his happiness though he hurted me.

I bitterly chuckled when the door got open and I saw Jungkook lying on another bed while one was beside him for me. With wobbly steps I laid down on the bed and turned my face to see his lifeless body.

I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would end up here for him. Yesterday I wanted to cry or slap him hard but now I didn't had the courage for that. It was completely my fault for falling for his unreciprocated love, I totally can't blame him. I was at fault too. I shouldn't had fallen for him but I could not help my feelings. How could I stop my feelings for him? Feelings weren't something I could've tied somewhere.

The nurse gave me anesthesia as the doctors came in and the doors got shut, separating the outside world. My eyes went heavy so I looked straight up where the bright lights made me drift to slumber.

When the shining sunlight fell on my face I woke up in my own hospital room where Yoongi left me last night. I glanced at my side and saw Jimin talking on his phone. Then I saw the wall clock showing two o'clock in the afternoon. I tired to sit up but failed. I felt like I didn't had legs at all.

I lift the covers and actually the long gown was lifted up so I saw those patches. I peeked to my lower body. Yes, the pants were off and huge stitches were wrapped with bandages around my thighs.

I extended my hand to touch them but a loud groan escaped my lips, attracting his attention."Yeah, I'll call you back, Mrs. Jeon." He cut the call and dashed towards me. He placed me back on bed and taking the remote from beside table he pressed some buttons.

My mattress started lifting instead of me. I gasped when my back along with the upper half of the bed was bent against the wall. Jimin glared at me and said," You are strictly prohibited to move. Ask me or the nurse to help you out."

I fiddled with me fingers afraid to match his dark gaze. So, I decided to change the topic. "What about Jungkook? What is his status?"

He let out a sigh and said," He is safe but still unconscious. I have informed Mrs. Jeon and others about him. They'll come to pick him up but you should think about yourself. What will you say to Jungkook once he would wake up and ask you about the transplant and your.....wrist injury. That wrist doesn't seem something small but looks like you tried t-?"

"I tried to suicide." I admited before he completed his words. He was dumbfounded with wide eyes. "Why would you try to do that? Everything was fine between you two then would you do that?"

"Yubin and Jungkook were in a relationship before our marriage and maintained it even after wedding. Jungkook wants to divorce me and to protect my family's honor I tried to kill myself. But Taehyung caught me and took me here before I died."

I glanced at Jimin and as excepted he was taken aback from every bomb that I darted out. He only blinked his eyes while I continued." Tomorrow Yoongi will take me to Jeju, most probably we'll leave Seoul at night.... You said that I can ask for your help, didn't you?"

He came back to earth when I asked him the question. He simply nodded when I held his palm. "Promise me that you won't tell Jungkook that I was the one whose skin got transplanted to him. Promise me you won't tell him where I went after signing the papers..."

"Is leaving necessary? We could teach him a lesson." Jimin tightened his grip around my hand. I nodded and said," I promised Yoongi to divorce Jungkook, that the first wish he has asked from me. I don't want to fight anymore to a feeling that he has for her just like I have for him. We both have one sided love for different persons,we both are suffering and I don't have much patience to fight anymore."

I sighed. "I want to take a break from this chaos. I have already lost my father and then these things are making me mentally depressed. I want a pause from everything to restore myself, that long lost smile which I once had before these series of events started happening. Either way I am not so important to anyone, at least I could be a good sister and a daughter."

"And a sister like friend to us. Me and the hyung line would always treat you like a princess." He caressed my hair. "However I am more angry on him for cheating on such a kind wife like you. He would regret to lose you but what could he do now because he already lost you."

I chuckled when he pulled me into another hug. I pulled away and said," I need your help, remember? I want you to go in that apartment where I and Jungkook were supposed to be living and bring back a sweater kept above the cupboard in my bedroom."

"What are you gonna do with it?"

"It was almost complete. I just have to tie it. I really worked hard for it and I think I don't want to bring it with me in the new start. I'll leave that to its true owner and relax without a burden of not giving it to him. Please,bring that to me today."

He stared at me for a while and said," But you have been just operated and Yoongi will come tomorrow with divorce papers."

"Exactly, we don't have time. I will knit it today so tomorrow he won't doubt. All you have to do is pass Jungkook the papers and that sweater."

"Why me?"

"Because I won't be able to leave if I see him again." A lone tear fell which was instantly wiped by Jimin. He nodded to my request and ran out.

After two hours he came back with the box. A smile crept on my face as he handed me the sweater. Without wasting my time I started doing it, neglecting how my wrist and body were aching.

Once the night occurred I told him to go home though he wanted to stay. He finally left but I continued to knit until the last moment because I knew tomorrow I won't get any time.

Ultimately the work was done and finally I took a small nap before the sunrise.

The door creased and my eyes landed on Taehyung and Yoongi. They both were suspicious of why was I still in bed because for them only my wrist was injured. I gulped to answer them but thankfully Jimin popped up out of nowhere. He came in behind them and stood beside me to cover up the sweater. I fondled the wool and handed to Jimin behind his back.

Yoongi arched an eyebrow and said," What are you doing here Chimmy?" I said," I called him. I wanted to meet him since he was the only one inside the city, otherwise everyone else is outside..."

"Yeah, Namjoon and Hoseok are coming today, so I decided to pay an early visit before she leaves. Taehyung frowned grumpily. " You told him?"

I said," Everyone will know it someday. I told him everything because I didn't wanted to vanish out of nowhere. Moreover, I asked Jimin to hand the divorce papers to Jungkook whenever he would wake up..."

Yoongi sighed and marched towards me while Jimin stepped back, carefully hiding the sweater." Fine, here is the flight ticket. We'll fly off tonight so I want you to go pack your bags now." He was about to pull my covers but Jimin held his wrist.

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