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Somehow, Namjoon had managed to convince everyone to go home, deciding to stay the night with Jimin while he rests.
The two hours in operation theater were already stressful, Namjoon knew all of them needed rest because Jin seemed so out of it already, and Hoseok had informed him of his breakdown the day before.
And he didn't want any of them pacing around, they were better off resting and collecting their thoughts.
So he had convinced Jungkook to take the two home and sighs heavily as he stares at Jimin (now moved to a private ward), worry twisting in his heart.
Although the bullet in his abdomen had been taken out, Namjoon was informed that the bullet wasn't a normal one, it had some sort of poison in it that was slowly spreading in Jimin's body.
He had felt his heart stop for a moment when the doctor had said that, but then he found out Jimin was brought right on time and the doctors managed to stop the poison from spreading before it was too late.
He initially wanted to thank the girl for that bit but he was too prideful and angry. Speaking of, he glanced at her curled up figure on the chairs outside the ward, dozing off.
Just looking at her gave him so many mixed thoughts, his emotions a haywire.
Now, Namjoon wouldn't say that he has been in love with her, but the way he has always wanted to protect her, he knows that feeling.
It's always been admant and strong in his heart, protect her with his everything.
But he lets many things affect his view and opinion, he has a hard time trusting her now.
But as she sleeps there in an uncomfortable position, curling up God knows how with her knees tucked against her chest on the chairs, he sighs heavily.
Against his will, he brushed off his blazer and lays it around her, having no idea how to approach the girl.
Was she always this troublesome? Hurting his members so much already? He hates her for it, but at the same time, deep down he knows he can't blame her for it.
Someone shot Jimin, it wasn't her — because Yoongi and Hoseok already caught the man who shot Jimin— and he knows he can't blame her for it. He felt guilty for jumping to conclusions but what else can he think?
He is so terrified he's going to loose his members and the sole reason being her. He enters the room, taking a seat on the couch and staring at the ceiling.
He just hopes he won't regret trying to bring her back.
He just hopes...he'll want to protect her like he used to and not doubt her.
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The footsteps are faint, but La El could hear them. She blinks, looking up drowsily as someone shakes her softly and carefully.
