Wildest Dreams [JiKook]

I'll Never Let Jungkook Die

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-back to present -

It's been 2 days and Jimin had been patiently waiting to see Jungkook. He's doing well now and he was discharged from the hospital just awhile ago.

Namjoon was sitting beside Jimin, fiddling with a ball of paper. Jimin next to him, was gazing up at the ceiling.

Namjoon left a small sigh before he started the conversation. "Jiminah..", he said in a very low soft soothering voice.

Jimin closed his eyes for a moment before turning to his left looking at Namjoon as he sat properly. He didn't say anything but just stared at Namjoon but his eyes spoke everything he couldn't utter. And being Namjoon, he understood it.

Namjoon placed his hands over jimin's, holding it safely. "He's still the same Jungkook you fell for. It's just he have opened up a side of him which had been closed in his whole life. I'm sorry for hiding him from you.. I didn't mean to.. and...uhmm.."

Jimin looked up from their hands and saw Namjoon smiling at him.

"Bring him back to you and show everyone that you're not weak. Specially for Ian."

Jimin bit his lower lip controlling himself from crying, taking his hand away from Namjoons hold, giving him a small nod with a faded smile, he stood up turning to open the door of the room Jungkook was.

Rosé had been looking at both them as she sat at the opposite side. As Jimin goes inside the room, Namjoon turned to look at her.

She smiled at him.

"You still look the same. Turning more and more prettier".

"No. I'm not that pretty", she shook her head in denial emitting a soft chuckle. This made him to chuckle as well.

But they both did not know that someone was looking at them and specially rosé.

Jimin entered the room closing the door silently.

He stood by the door looking at Jungkook. Him laying on the bed, with wires connected to his body but much much better than the last time he saw Jungkook on the hospital bed fighting for his life and hearing the news that he left everyone.

He slowly kept his step one by one moving forward. His tears couldn't stop falling. Clutching his shirt from both the sides, he stood by the bed.

His Jungkook was sleeping peacefully, with a tiny smile on his face. This made Jimin smile while he was still crying.

He sat on the chair by the bed. He gently touched jungkook's hand caressing it.

He smiled again, he smiled.

His lips were wobbling, his hands were shaking because how happy he was to touch the man he ever loved, who was pronounced to be dead all these years to be alive somewhere.

And most of all, the father of their son is not dead but breathing.

- At Taehyung's Apartment -

"Why is she here", taehyung asked crossing his hands on his chest, leaning on to the wall. His hair was wet and messy as he took a shower right before Irene and Ian came to his house.