Not So Fine | Yoonmin

Chapter 31

Yoongi POV

"I'm so proud of you, baby." Jimin murmurs softly from where he's sat on the side of my hospital bed. I'm actually cleared to be released today, just waiting at this point for someone to come back in to unhook me from everything. The recovery over the last week has gone as well as the doctors could've hoped for, though I'll have to come back a few times for check-ups to make sure that there's no complications.

"Well I wasn't just going to continue suffering if I didn't have to, and I didn't want to leave you if I don't have to. I didn't really have much a choice but to go through with it." I mumble tiredly, sitting up so that I can lean forward onto Jiminie and rest my head on his shoulder. I can feel him smile down at me though, his hand soon finding mine. I don't hesitate in lacing our fingers together, looking down at our hands to spy the rings that we're both wearing again. I had to have mine taken off for the actual surgery, and it was one of the first things I'd asked for when waking.

"Yoon, you didn't even hesitate, and I know that was a terrifying decision for you to make. You had every reason to hesitate, to say no. You did none of that. You've done so well, baby." Jimin all but coos, leaning his head atop mine. My eyes fall shut at the feeling, not wanting to cry again, knowing I've done enough of it since I've woken up.

I've been terrified this last week as to whether this was going to work, whether this had been worth it or not, whether I was only going to end up going through more hell and shortening what was already limited time with Jiminie than anticipated. I've been stuck on this uncomfortable bed, doing everything the doctor has told me to be doing and not doing, doing everything in my power to prevent what I've been afraid, to prevent the other shoe from dropping live I've been worried it will.

We've made it through the first week though, and they said that's a fantastic sign, that it bodes well for this to be a success, though getting through the first month will be an even bigger accomplishment since I'll be spending the remainder of this first month in a much less controlled environment than that of a hospital stay.

"It seemed kinda pointless to hesitate. If I hesitated, that meant asking what your thoughts on the matter would be, and we both know what that would've been. What you would've wanted. And I didn't want to risk hesitating too long to the point of losing the opportunity." I huff, annoyed that I have such little energy even if I know my body is still recovering from a hell of a lot at the moment. I feel Jimin press a kiss to the top of my head though, and I pick my head up to look at him, smiling lightly when he presses his lips to mine in a short kiss.

I lay my head back down on his shoulder afterwards though, grateful that I didn't have to go through this alone, grateful that I've had the support that I've had. Namjoon and Jungkook and even Hoseok have all come and visited a few times in the last week, bringing little different things as means to show their support.

"You know, you're going to be pretty laid up for the next month or so. Doc said you couldn't be up to too much activity. Since the cancer's gone, our time isn't so limited anymore. What would you think about actually planning our wedding? I know you didn't want to before, but since things have kind of changed for the better, and we'll have the time to do a lot of the planning, maybe we could occupy ourselves that way?"

Jimin's voice is shy as he speaks, though there's no real anticipation to it, no expectation in what he's suggesting. It's something I appreciate though, that he's the one bringing this up and managing not to add any expectations to the question. I know it was something that had upset the younger at first, the fact that I didn't want to get married when we knew my condition - I didn't want to leave him with having helped foot what we both know would be quite the pile of bills from a wedding for a marriage that would be short lived. I can tell just from the way he broaches the topic though, that he has no real expectations, seems to have accepted that the wedding wasn't something that I wanted previously.

Knowing now, that I won't have to unwillingly leave him within the next couple of years though, knowing I've somehow managed to amend the mistake and damage I'd created nearly a year ago now, that we truly do have a future together, one where we can actually grow old together... it's enough to form a small smile on my lips as I gaze back down at our hands, at the rings sat perfectly on our fingers. It's enough to warm my heart and entire being, it's knowledge enough to make me feel at peace with the idea of actually having a wedding, of actually getting married.

"I like that idea, Jiminie."

The End

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A/N:
I hope you all enjoyed the story!! I'm so very sorry that it took so long for this to be completed! Hope you enjoyed the ending and hope to see you in another story soon!!