Chasing You..

ch - 36 Love

Jungkook's pov

Agony like nothing I had ever felt before ripped through my whole body as I smashed into the ground. I'd tried to turn so that I could protect Han as much as I could, I knew he would get hurt, but it was the best I could do under the circumstances.

Thankfully, I landed feet first instead of on my back. One of my ankles cracked, my knees buckled and popped, and we fell forwards. I immediately panicked because Han was clinging to my chest. If I fell forward I could crush him and he would hit his head. Placing my hand on the back of his head to limit the damage, I put my elbows out to try and keep some of my weight off him.

Shooting pains coursed up my already damaged arm making the air whoosh out of my lungs. I twisted my body and rolled slightly, my shoulder and hips connecting with the cold hard floor next. The side of my head struck the concrete making my eyes unfocussed. Then I felt the burning on my lower body.

People were shouting, screaming around us. I could still hear the glass tinkering to the floor around us so I knew that merely seconds had passed since I'd jumped, but it felt like an eternity. An eternity of pain and horror.

Hanwas still clinging to me as I screamed and thrashed my legs as the burning got worse. I squeezed my eyes shut, rolling onto my back, gritting my teeth, just wishing I was dead already because this was too much. This was the worst pain imaginable; actually, I wouldn't even be able to imagine how much this hurt in my worst nightmares.

I could hear people shouting, the voices getting closer, something was thrown over us both, people began slapping at my legs causing the pain to intensify. I knew I should roll over and over, but I couldn't move, the pain had made my whole body stiff. Han was crying on my chest, his arms still tight around my neck, just like I'd told him. I was immensely proud of him; he must have been terrified in there.

Off to my right, Taehyung was screaming my name, screaming Han's name, but he was further away than the other voices. I turned my head in his direction, seeing him practically fighting with two police officers as he tried to get past, shouting at them that he was with us. I tried to smile, but I couldn't, it just hurt too much. His eyes locked on mine and, in that moment, we were completely alone. His brown eyes were the most beautiful things I had ever seen, and I was silently thankful that I got to see them one more time.

Han's weight was shifted on me. He screamed. His arms tightening on my neck making my head hurt.

"You need to let go now. We need to let the doctors look at him!" a guy said sternly, trying to lift him off me again.

Han's arms tightened even more as he buried his face in the side of my neck. I could feel his tears wetting my skin; it was actually quite nice because my skin was so sore and tight.

"No! Kookoo tolded me not to let go until he said so!" Han shouted fiercely. I smiled and closed my eyes. That's my boy. I swallowed awkwardly, gulping down the fresh air, but it just made me cough, the small movement of coughing made the pain even worse, and I couldn't help but groan.

"Let go now, come on, quickly!" the guy repeated. I could feel Han moving, struggling to hold on to me, the guy was obviously trying to pry him off me.

"NO! KOOKOO?" Han screamed.

I swallowed again, willing my voice to work.

"It's okay, Kid. You can let go now. Go with the doctor," I rasped.

Then he was gone. I closed my eyes again. I couldn't feel exactly where the pain was, it was just everywhere, too many places to count. There was a commotion off to my right; I turned my head just in time to see Taehyung sweep Han into his arms, crying hysterically as he kissed all over his face and hugged him. He buried his face into his hair, and squeezing his eyes shut. I smiled at the sight of it, all of this I was feeling right now, was totally worth it. I would go through this again and again just to see them reunited like that.