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October 17, 2014 JIMIN
[2:49 AM]
"Babe?"
"Hmm?"
"Can't sleep?" Jungkook mouthed as he stared at him, questioning. "I thought I made you tired."
Jimin hissed, slapping his arm. "You perv-"
"Kidding. Come here." Jimin let Jungkook hug him, his thoughts still in a clutter. He let out an inaudible shaky breath. "You're shivering. You cold?"
"Kookie?"
"Hm?" Jungkook replied softly.
"I don't know, maybe I'm just paranoid but... I wanna check up on Jin."
"It's really late, Jimin-ah. I bet Jin hyung is sleeping now."
"Please," Jimin plead, his heart restless.
Jungkook sighed as he faced him. "You can call him if you want."
"I already did, many times, while you were inside the bathroom. He's not picking up my calls, no replies from my texts nor has he seen my chats."
"He probably turned his phone on silent mode."
"He knows better than to do that," Jimin urged, rolling his eyes. "It's just... I feel that there's something wrong."
"You want to drive down there," Jungkook theorized, already knowing him and his best friend believed they had this soulmate connection where they could sense each other's emotions and beings.
"It's okay if I go and drive there alone. I know you need to be early for your morning rounds in the morning."
"Babe, no. It's really late. I'll go with you. My patients are important, but you are my first priority. Lemme just get the car ready," Jungkook stated as he got off the bed to get dressed.
"Thank you, Kookie."
"Anything for your peace of mind, babe."
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"Jinnie?"
"Maybe he isn't home," Jungkook suggested as he, too, started dialling Jin's landline number.
"And where do you think he could be around this time?! With Taehyung!?" Jimin exclaimed as he looked at his husband incredulously. He then turned and knocked on the door once more. "Jinnie!!"
"Jimin, tone down your voice. Even though their neighbors are like, miles away from each other, people might still hear you and call the cops to investigate."
"I don't care, and I think it would be better for the cops to be here anyway. This is so unlike him. He's a light sleeper. He would've surely heard me. How many times have I woken him up everytime I come over here?!" Jimin spat. "Can you see anything from the windows?"
"Nope. The curtains are down."
Just then, Jimin remembered something.
He was reminded of the time when Jin told him exasperatedly where he secretly kept the spare key to his house when he had woken him up from one of his naps.
He immediately checked the planter which Jin described.
"Jimin! What are you doing?!" Jungkook hissed as he trailed in behind him. Jimin found the key and picked it up. "How'd y-"
"I'm not Jin's BFF for nothing," Jimin huffed. He spent no time and instantly unlocked the main door, but frowned upon entering the foyer. "Jinnie!"
But Jimin stopped in his tracks.
"J-jin?" he gasped, his heart clenching tight at the sight before him.
"Fuck," Jungkook swore under his breath.
The pools of blood at the bottom of the stairs did it for Jimin.
He crawled, literally crawled, on the floor towards where Jin was lying, eyes closed. He mumbled, choking up. "Jin. Jinnie."
"Babe, stay awa-"
"Yah, Kim Seokjin," Jimin murmured, his voice breaking as his own tears flooded his vision. He was kneeling, the blood on the floor seeping through his pants as he held Jin's hand.
Cold.
He touched his usually rosy cheeks, now pale.
Cold.
Putting his phone back in his pocket after making a call, Jungkook kneeled beside Jimin and checked Jin for some pulse. Jimin was watching his husband doing his job, all the while holding his best friend's cold hand.
"Kookie, he's c- cold. Take o- off your jacket. Jin- Jinnie's cold. I'll wr-"
