You Have Melted My Heart

Chapter 33: It feels like the world is falling apart.

Namjoon stood pacing next to Jungkook's bed. His thoughts were running like a derailing train. He shouldn't have let Jungkook out of his sight. I looked at what had happened! He went drinking alone. . .one should never drink alone.

A sigh escaped his lips as he took out his cell. He hoped that he didn't make a mistake by calling Yuna. He knew she had the 'interview' today. Shit! he thought,  she doesn't own a car. How was she going to get here?

If memory served him correctly, Yuna's mode of transport had always been Jungkook. He jumped when his phone vibrated in his hand. He swiped to unlock the screen, and 'New Message' flashed. It is probably from Yuna.

Namjoon we are on our way. Which floor are you on?

Who is this we? Maybe Hoseok was bringing her to the hospital. He would have to play it cool. She mustn't learn that he's associated with Jin's company. He bit his tongue between his teeth as he typed his reply.

Yuna, who is with you? We are on the third floor.

It was short and curt but he had to know that she was safe. Jungkook would never forgive him if something happened to his baby sister. He averted his gaze from his cell towards Jungkook. He looked like the grim reaper himself. 

Bandages covered Jungkook from his neck until his toes except for his right arm and left leg. The cast had been put on only a few hours ago. The doctors weren't sure that he was going to make it. 

What would Yuna's reaction be? he wondered. He wasn't going to tell her this news yet...that would only distract her. His phone vibrated again.

We are in the elevator. 

She still hadn't answered who she came with. He had to play it cool. His palms started sweating, it wasn't in his nature to be deceitful, but he had to be. He liked Jungkook and wanted to help him to save the Meaty Way. With a long sigh, he texted Yuna.

We are in room thirteen.

He didn't receive a reply in return. He jumped as the door burst open, revealing Yuna and Jin?  I have missed something. . .he thought. He watched Yuna run past him without a greeting and fell to her knees when she saw Jungkook.

A defeated cry escaped her lips. Namjoon averted his gaze. It was too painful to watch. Jin stood in front of him. Please, Namjoon thought, indicating do not give her a reason to suspect us with his eyes. He hoped Jin understood the hint, but Jin wasn't looking at him. His gaze was locked on the back of Yuna's head. 

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This isn't happening, Yuna cried inwardly. Her brother, her rock. . .was he even alive? She tried to stand up, but her knees gave in. She almost hit the floor when a pair of arms enveloped her waist, lifting her steadily.

"Are you all right?" 

Jin's voice calmed her a little. She was afraid to speak. Her voice would give away what she was feeling inside. Her world was falling apart, and she had dragged Jungkook along with her. She stared at Jungkook's face. Bruises covered his face, and his lips were swollen. 

"I asked if you are all right?" whispered Jin in her ear.

She shook her head while removing herself from Jin's grasp. She slowly approached the bedside. She couldn't even hold his hand, so she lightly brushed his fingertips. 

"Kookie," she whispered. She wanted to ask if he could hear her, but that would be. . .stupid. She didn't know what to say. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she couldn't hide them anymore. She needed to inform their parents.