My New Addiction / Taekook

13.

Taehyung grabbed a coffee and water for Yoongi. He also decided to get a coffee for Jeongguk, even though Jeongguk had initially said he didn't want anything.

Taehyung had a feeling that Jeongguk was just being polite, and he knew that Jeongguk really needed a caffeine boost.

As he walked back to the hospital room with the drinks in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heaviness in his heart. He knew that no matter how much he tried to cheer them up, nothing could take away the pain and worry they were feeling.

When he finally arrived at the hospital room, he found Yoongi and Jeongguk still standing by Jimin's bed, their eyes fixed on their friend as he lay there, pale and unconscious.

Taehyung approached them quietly, not wanting to disturb them, and offered them the drinks. Yoongi gratefully accepted his coffee and water, but Jeongguk just looked at the coffee with a sad expression on his face. "Come on, Jeongguk," Taehyung said softly, trying to coax him into taking a sip. "It'll do you good. You need to keep your strength up." Jeongguk looked at Taehyung, then back at the coffee, before finally giving in and taking a small sip.

"Thanks, Taehyung," he said, a faint smile on his lips. "I appreciate it." Taehyung smiled back at him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "It's the least I can do," he said. "We're all in this together. We'll get through it, no matter what."

The three of them waited there in the hospital room for a long time, not wanting to leave Jimin's side for even a moment.

They sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts and prayers, hoping and praying that Jimin would pull through. But eventually, the hours ticked by, and the doctor came to tell them that visiting hours were over, and they had to leave.

Jeongguk and Taehyung reluctantly gathered their things and prepared to go, but Yoongi seemed rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed on Jimin's still form. "I can't leave him like this," Yoongi said, his voice filled with desperation.

"What if he wakes up and we're not here?" Taehyung placed a comforting hand on Yoongi's shoulder, trying to reassure him.

"He's in good hands, Yoongi," he said gently. "The doctors and nurses will take care of him. We have to trust them and have faith." But Yoongi couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that had been weighing on him since the moment he learned of Jimin's accident.

"You don't understand, Taehyung," he said, his voice laced with despair. "You know if he doesn't make it, the last thing we did was fight. You know he said he was done with me the last time we spoke. How can I live with myself if he dies, knowing that the last words I said to him were angry and hurtful?"

Taehyung could see the pain and regret in Yoongi's eyes, and he knew that there was nothing he could say to make it go away.

"Yoongi, that's not going to happen, don't say that," Jeongguk pleaded, his voice laced with fear and concern.

"Jimin is going to be okay. He's a fighter, he's going to pull through this." But Yoongi was beyond reason at this point, consumed by guilt and self-blame.

"You don't get it, Jeongguk," he spat out, his voice dripping with anger. "You know the funny thing is that this is all your fault." Jeongguk was shocked by this confession, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"What do you mean, Yoongi?" he asked his voice barely above a whisper.

"How could this be my fault?" Yoongi glared at Jeongguk, his eyes filled with resentment.

"He got mad at me because I gave you drugs, and he went to your house to confront you about it. And after leaving YOUR house, he got into the accident. This is all your bloody fault," he said, his voice laced with accusation.