Catch Me | Jin x Reader

Ch 72 | Every Step

Y/N's POV:

The first thing that begins to burn is your chest, suffocating your lungs until the burning reaches your throat and eyes. Trying to breathe only makes it worse and you grasp at your locket in an attempt to ground yourself but it's not working well.

Seokjin makes it to your room and it only takes his eyes 0.2 seconds to shift from lustful to panicked when they meet yours. "What's wrong?" he asks, shuffling over to you. He sets his whiskey glass down on the side table and sits on the bed next to you. "Bug?" You're clutching the condom in your other hand with tears in your eyes, clearly on the verge of a panic attack.

"Look," you say shakily, handing him the foil package. He stares down at it with his brows furrowed. After bringing it up to his face and blinking a few times his eyes almost pop out of his head. He glances up at you only to start panicking more.

He quickly reaches to open your nightstand, pulling out the whole box and dumping it onto the bed. You both pick up a few and look at them under the lights, his face paling as you see multiple holes in a handful of the other packages as well. They're not all like this, but at least 50% of them are.

The two of you haven't had sex with these condoms very much because you're usually at Seokjin's, but it's been at least four or five times over the last two or three months. Your nausea washes back over you like it has been the last few days, and Seokjin recognizes your panic attack before you do.

"Hey," he says sternly, turning to cup your face in his hands. Your breathing is getting wheezy as the pain in your chest gets worse. "It's okay, we're going to be okay."

"W-when is the last time w-we had sex in here?" you ask, barely choking any words out. You're due to have your period in two or three days; you've probably had sex using these condoms at least once in the last three weeks, but you're too frazzled to think clearly. "M-my last period was 25 days ago."

He closes his eyes and tries to remember but he's having a hard time thinking too, trying to process this news while not fully sober. "There were just one or two times we came here since then, I want to say the last time was around two weeks ago."

"Oh god," you whimper, more tears welling in your eyes. "Seokjin I've been s-so emotional... and my stomach's been h-hurting. No, this can't be happening."

"Let's calm down," he says nervously, but he's at least more collected than you are right now. "Bug, we aren't sober, I'm going to call Dal and Namjoon, okay?"

You nod and bury your face into your palms, trying to control your tremors. Seokjin steps off the bed to hand you your clothes and calls Dal first. You don't even hear what he says because you're trying not to hyperventilate.

You're not ready to have a child, you can barely get yourself out of bed. How would you be able to take care of a child when you can barely take care of yourself? You've only had sex once or twice in here since your last period but just once is enough. You know you've been an emotional wreck and that your stomach has been upset but you thought it was just from the kidnapping and Sung-ho situation.

As soon as your clothes are back on, which is just your shorts and bra, the corners of your vision start to go black and the burning in your lungs intensifies. You grab at your chest and you can feel Seokjin place his hands on your shoulders but you can't see him anymore. You can't see anything.

That wretched pain crawls up your back and into your neck, shooting needles into your skull. Every part of your skin feels like it's one hundred degrees and hot tears spill from your eyes.

"Look at me, Bug," you hear Seokjin say, but it sounds like he's one hundred feet away. "[Y/N], I need you to breathe."

After a few blinks, a small part of your vision returns but just barely. As if you're looking through murky water you see his chest taking long deep breaths and you do your best to mimic him but it's not working well.