HOLD MY HAND TIGHT || JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

The lookin Jimin's eyes is one of disbelief.

My cheeks flush beneath his stare as I rub my hands through my hair in embarrassment.

Thankfully, Jin pulls up to the hospital doors before Jimin can say anything else.

Without waiting for Jin to get the door, I quickly make my escape sucking in deep breaths of cold, clear air while I try to clear my head of the rampant thoughts running through it.

Before I do something dumb, I run inside and locate a wheelchair.

I don't know why I'm so nervous about this whole situation.

Jimin is a citizen of my city and I'm just doing my part to make sure he's taken care of, It's what any responsible mayor would do.

When I return to the car, Jin is helping to support Jimin as he climbs unsteadily from the back seat.

A tiny flare of jealousy shoots through me when I see them together, Not that I really have anything to worry about.

Jin is an omega and he's already in a committed relationship with Joon.

The two of them have been together for nearly ten years, so I have no concerns about him even casting an inappropriate glance at Jimin.

Still, I immediately wish I were the one Jimin was leaning on for support.

As soon as that thought enters my head I reject it, There's no logical reason for me to think something like that. Wells is doing a fine job all by himself.

And feeling Jimin's body pressed against mine, holding him in my arms would cause an unwelcome stirring within me.

Those are nothing more than errant fantasies triggered by a lack of sleep and an overworked body.

The problem is I'm not used to being single and my mind, body and soul are all craving companionship.

Pushing the wheelchair close to Jimin, I hold it steady as he collapses into it.

Jimin casts a grateful nod to Jin before I push the chair toward the hospital doors.

As we enter the emergency room lobby, I hear Jimin draw in a sharp breath.

"I can't pay for any of this."

his has a white-knuckled grip on the chair handles as he looks around in awe at his surroundings.

"This...is too nice."

The saddest part of his reaction is that this hospital isn't particularly fancy.

The really high-end one is on the opposite side of town near all the gated communities. This is just a standard community hospital.

It's clean, well lit and not overcrowded, all of which are completely opposite of the small clinic near Omega House.

The conditions I witnessed when I stopped in there earlier left much to be desired.

And another project for me to add to my list of services to fix in this city during my term.

"Don't worry about it." I lean close to his ear as I speak while resting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll take care of it."

"I'm not some charity case, Mr. Mayor." He folds his arms in frustration but he's not protesting very hard.

He might not like accepting help but right now, he's in no condition to reject it.