BTS Imagines

TAEHYUNG x JUNGKOOK Pt. 2

"Raise the voltage to 360J!"

"Defibrillator charged and ready, doctor!"

"Everyone clear!!"

A current of high voltage electricity jumped started your heart. It began to beat in your chest again, which means you were alive. You thought escaping death was all you needed to do to be with Taehyung again, but you were wrong. The nightmare wasn't over.

The room was dim when you came around, your body ached all over. Both of your legs had cement moldings, your arm was in a cast and your neck was suspended in a brace. All this pain meant that you made it back, now all you needed to do was to look for him and hope that he made it with you too, just like he promised.

You looked around the room with great difficulty since you couldn't turn your head with the neck brace supporting your head. A wedge of light from the hallway slipped through the door when someone came in.

"You're awake!" You squinted your eyes as you allow them to adjust to the darkness. The figure belonged to your friend. "We were so worried. Wait, let me call the nurse first."

"Wait." You managed to hold onto her hand using your other arm which had no fracture but had a few abrasions. The voice that came out from your lips was hoarse. Your mouth was dry and there was a distinct vomit taste in your mouth. You couldn't remember your friend's but you knew her, "Please.." you added.

"Tell me that Taehyung is alive." You gulped down the saliva pooling underneath your tongue, it was the after effect of the anesthesia.

Your friend only looked at you, her eyes turning soft as you noticed a hint of pity on it. Little by little, you began to regain your voice. "Where is Taehyung? Please take me to him."

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Your friend, which name you remember now, Hara, took you to where Taehyung is. You look at the number on his hospital room. Before Hara opened the door for yoy, you stared straight ahead as the door revealed a fraction of the Taehyung's room. Hara gently pushed your wheelchair inside but there wasn't anyone in the room.

Hara went back to re check the room number, "This is the right room."

Then the bathroom door opened, you started feeling your warm tears pooling around your eyes, "Taehyung." your voice cracked.

He was dressed in his normal clothes. Taehyung looked alright, with a few remaining scratches on his face and a casted arm. You figured he woke up before you considering how he seemed to be recovered now.

The look on his face scared you. He didn't recognize you. Taehyung didn't know who you were. "Uh, are you the new patient who's going to use this room?" He slowly walked towards the bed. You can only stare at him. "I got discharged today so I only need to pack my things and I'll be out." Taehyung sent you an innocent smile.

"Taehyung." His name rolled off your tongue naturally. You saw the brief surprised expression on his face.

"Oh. My hospital bracelet." He tried to rationalize as he laughed to himself, "Yeah. My name's Taehyung. Kim Taehyung and you are?" He then looked at Hara when your eyes began to produce tears, "What's wrong? Does your leg hurt? Should I call someone?"

"No. She's okay. She's just.. uh, tired." You felt Hara's hand on your shoulder. A tear rolled down your cheek and Taehyung saw it, you wished he knew why you were crying. You wished he knew why you're broken.

"Are you really okay?" Taehyung was about to walk towards you but you stopped him. "I'm fine." You replied.

"Well, I hope you recover soon." He added as you told Hara to take you back to your room. You thought you've prepared yourself for the worst. You thought that if you see him doing okay, you'll be able to pull yourself together yet you found yourself even more shattered.