Be Mine (VMIN FANFIC)

Chapter 21

I couldn't move. I couldn't eat. I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything. It's been a few days since I last seen Tae. No one was telling me anything about him and I had no idea where he was. All I did was blame myself that Tae got hurt. And now I was just punishing myself. I checked my phone there was nothing, still nothing. I wasn't able to stay back at the dorms since I couldn't stand seeing the others. I quit school. I couldn't face anyone knowing Tae could be in critical condition or dead and that whatever state he's in right now is all my fault. I looked up at the ceiling all I could see was Tae and his precious rectangle smile. I missed him. I needed to know if he was okay.
I got up , barely being able to move. I was weak , sick , tired. I hadn't slept in days because of all the worrying and constant thoughts of Tae. I went downstairs to get myself something to eat. I ate the little that I had , but felt sick after. I couldn't keep it down, so It just came right back out. As I sat in the bathroom I heard a knock on the door. "I'm just hearing things. No one would come see me. No one has talked to me in days." I thought to myself. I sat up against the bathtub thinking of Tae as I heard a knock again. I looked up and sat there waiting to see if there would be another. Again there was a knock on the door. I got up made my way out of the bathroom and over to the door. When I opened the door there stood Yoongi. I felt lightheaded as if I was going to pass out , but I shook it off pretending to be okay.
"Jimin you don't look good. Have you been taking care of yourself?"
Those are the last words I heard before everything went dark.
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As I opened my eyes I looked around. I had no idea where I was. It was so bright and white. Was I in the hospital? When I looked over to my left there was Yoongi.
"Jimin you're finally awake."
I tried to sit up , but he forced me back down.
"Stop you need to rest."
I started to get this weird feeling inside of me, a bad feeling.
"Tae. Tae. Tae." I repeated over and over.
He just sat there looking at me.
"Where is Tae?!" I yelled.
He sighed "he's fine."
Hearing that he was fine brought me relief, but at the same time I was still worried. The way he said it didn't seem like Tae was actually fine. I needed to see him. I wanted to see him. I missed his touch, his smile , his laughed. I missed him.