Useless

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Jieun had been 'asleep' or 'unconscious' for two whole days, not dead, not awake though. He had no idea what to do, he got home to see his sister with blood dripping out her mouth and then she dropped to the floor. Just like mom. No. No.

He couldn't be trying to go mad when his sister's on the brink of death. Gguk was no doctor, so he picked her up and ran through the snow to the village, decided they'd stay at Miss Hwanae's house, and then call a doctor. Miss Hwanae kept reassuring him she was breathing and alive, just not awake. He could tell, you could tell from a mile away, her chest rose and dropped with every breath. But he needed the clarification.

He sat by, feeling so useless, so guilty, so stupid. Watching Miss Hwanae make sure she was warm and laying comfortably, the doctor said she had a wound in her back, so deep it reached her chest at the front. What from? She just dropped to the floor? Gguk didn't understand anything, and didn't know how to help, or what to do, he felt pointless.

Miss Hwanae got her cleaned up though, no more bloody clothes and red dripping from her lips, down her neck, on her hands and arms. The doctor gave her stitches in her back and bandaged her up, but it was under her dress. So for now, she just looked like she was sleeping, quite peacefully.

Kooks hasn't gone work since, hasn't left her side since, just sat next to her, slept on the floor next to her, refused to get up for food and ate next to her. What if she woke up? He needed to be there. What if she coughed up blood? What if she was in pain? What if, what if, what if?

"Jungkook"

He snapped out of it and looked up at Miss Hwanae, who had a frown on her face but passed him a plate and sat with him on the floor.

"I do believe she will recover Jungkook, she's a strong girl"

"How long do you think till she wakes up?"

"Doctor said a week, I also think a week"

"A whole week?"

"A week is awfully quick, she's practically in a coma, people can spend months like this"

"Months..?"

He turned to look at her, what would he do with himself if she was in a coma for weeks? Months? Even a year, or a few years? What if she never woke up?

He put his plate down, appetite lost. He was at work until late quite recently, and most of the time he wouldn't tell her he'd be late, and she must've worried. He should've been home more, at one point he spent the entire week at the village because it was just too dark to get home.

He picked up her hands, holding it and tearing up, her wrists looked smaller than usual. His biggest fear had to be Ji not eating, it was horrible after their dad passed, and as soon as it got better, mom passed, and she got bad again. But it took the biggest toll on her, she was sluggish, always tired, thin, pale, thin hair, dark eye bags, groggy.

She must've been missing at least a couple meals, it's only a little detail, but her hand is smaller than it was before. When he held her hand it felt more full, secure and comforting. She would give his hand little squeezes to reassure him, and nowadays only hold his hand when she wanted him to stop being worried and scared.

Now her hand felt like it would slip out of his and she would slip out of his reach, not full, not comforting, and there were no reassuring squeezes.

"Jieun.."

"Jungkook, cmon, eat"

He ignored her and kept looking at Ji, at least she looked peaceful and was getting some rest. Maybe she'd recover, eventually she'd get better, and everything will be okay in the end.

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