(hey yall... its Roo heheheh<3 sorry for the lil hiatus, excuse this lazy ass-- WE BACK AT IT THO, SO ENJOY ENJOY!!! thank you all so much for reading and for staying with me up until this very day. it means a whole fucking lot to me *sobs*)
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~3:27 am~
Carmela tapped her foot impatiently and sat upright.
White and blue clothed people scurried around her, attending to this emergency and to that.
She lifted her chin trying to keep her eyes on the double doors of the most important room of her life right now.
*OPERATING ROOM*
"Fuck... how long is this going to take them--" It was Jimin.
She saw him stand from his seat. They were seated right in the pathway of doors of the operating room, while she was sitting way back behind aisles of seats, watching from a distance. They knew she was there though; they'd seen the police woman drive her and drop her off. Carmela was grateful, she'd even agreed not to tell Aunt Kass about any of this. Carmela was an adult after all.
"Sit down." Jin commanded, his tone distant.
"I can't! I can't fucking sit down Jin, we have to do something--" Jimin's voice broke out of worry and weariness.
"Do what, huh?" Namjoon spoke up. "What else can we do?"
The silence stung in the air. After a moment, Carmela saw Jimin sit back down, briefly glancing towards her direction, with angry mutters and cusses no doubt about her.
Why... why did I do this...
Carmela hands throbbed. She didn't know why, but her fingers were pulsing with heat. There was something hurting inside of her, as if she was the one who was shot, not... him. She sat there, upright, her foot tapping the ground with dangerous speed, her eyes drier than her parched lips, her throat raw. She had never felt so scared and... oh so guilty... in her life.
"Carmela?" It was Jungkook. He had crept up on her, but her mind was so absent, she didn't feel surprise.
"Hm?" She glanced over at him, briefly shifting her eyes away from the double doors.
"Can I--" He pointed to the empty seat beside her.
Carmela nodded, hesitating. She felt the daggers of Jimin's eyes on her, and gulped, guilt making her sick to the stomach.
Jungkook quietly sat down right next to her. She felt his arm brushing against her shoulder. He was quiet for several moments, and so Carmela went back to watching the double doors, her heart racing with impatience and fear.
"Look it's--" He started.
"If you're gonna tell me that it's not my fault and that it's fine JK--" Carmela cut in.
"No I just... look Tae's been through a lot worse than this. You know that don't you?" He spoke softly. He was trying to comfort her. He saw that she was alone and silent here after such a traumatic scene and--
The truth about Jules.
Carmela felt her eyes sting and her face twisted in sadness and anger. But she gulped, pushing back the emotions.
"He can handle this... don't worry about him, Carmela. He wasn't shot directly in the-- and the doctors said they just have to take it out and stop the bleeding and he'll recover in like 10 days--"
Carmela stood to her feet, her churning stomach threatening to vomit.
"Are you okay--" JK began to stand up, worried.
"Yeah, be right back, I just need to go to the bathroom." She shrugged and gave him a quick smile. But as she turned and walked away, she felt the hot tears instantly drop from her eyes.
She knew she should be thinking about Tae right now... but what the fuck?
Like actually what the fuck?
Everything was revealed now... everyone was revealed now. But why didn't she feel any better.
She tried to keep her breaths level, as she stumbled into the bathroom, ignoring the worried looks of the strangers at the sinks, and locked herself into a stall.
Sitting on the seat of the toilet, she leaned back, the corners of her eyes wet with withheld tears.
Tae. I just need Tae right now... I just need to see him breathing and then I'll leave and forget about all of this.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
~4:05 am~
The double doors burst open and Carmela thought she was dreaming for a second, but JK tapped her arm and they leapt from their seats, running to the doors.
Two doctors came out, fully suited, removing their surgical masks from their faces.
The other three boys were already standing as Carmela and JK approached.
"Is he okay?" Jin questioned, his eyes full of worry.
"We've got him out of critical condition now, and put him to sleep to let the surgery heal. We'll have to keep him here for about 5 - 6 days or so, just to keep an eye on him and let that wound heal. Alright?" She smiled widely at them all before turning to leave with the other doctor by her side.
Carmela felt numb and looked at JK in disbelief. Was he really okay?
Thank you... thank you for saving an innocent man's life today. Thank you so much.
Carmela didn't even notice the tears falling, and the smile seeping through the sobs as she stood there, while the other sat down at their seats.
Suddenly the doctor turned back and looked at Carmela.
"Oh, also! Taehyung keeps repeating a name between his wakes and sleeps, I'm wondering--"
Carmela blinked the tears away.
Could it be--
"-- are you Mina?"
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Dancing On Thin Ice // KTH
Romance"I... I don't really know what to say... but all I can think is... I just wanna fucking kiss you already." He growled against Carmela's mouth and her legs trembled. The club was dancing around them, glittering people moving to the music, but Carmel...
