drug [ pjm ]

twenty-four

Jungkook stares at you from the hospital window. You're still unconscious from the accident. He was wrapped with bandages around his arms and legs, even his head. He was lucky enough to not break his neck. Jungkook sighs as he tells his nurse to move him out. He could not stand seeing you in that state anymore.

He planned to call Jimin, but then he remembered the boy was away on a trip. Even if he does contact him, he wouldn't be able to answer since his parents prohibited him on doing so. So he's the only one who knows about your situation. Not even your parents knew about this.

He scoffs and his wheel chair stopped once they arrived on the vending machine. The nurse takes a small amount of money from her pocket and inserts it inside the machine. She presses a button and a juice box falls out. The nurse bends down and gives the box to him. "Here you go. You should get some refreshment. I can tell you're stressed."

Jungkook nods slightly as a sign of appreciation and he takes the drink. He gulps a few in and lets out a breathy sigh. "Noona, when will she wake up?"

The nurse gives him a comforting smile. "We don't know yet for sure. But hopefully this week or the next."

"Okay."

- - - - - - -

The next week, Jungkook was slightly better now. He could already walk and run around, but his head still hurts when he does too much movements in one shot. He enters the hospital since he was admitted out a few days and it's your turn. He goes directly to your room with a basket of cookies.

He knocks a few times and he was surprised to see you already awake. He almost dropped the basket from shock. As you turn your head to look at him, he quickly places the object on the table and ran up to hug you. "[Name]! I missed you so much!" he cries, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"J-Jungkook... what happened?" you ask oblivously.

Jungkook sniffs. I guess she doesn't remember what had happened. "W-We got into an accident not too long ago and you hurt your head and body real hard."

"What?! How about you, are you okay?!" you exclaim, eyes as wide as an owl's.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I'm more worried about you. Is everything fine? Are you not hurting anymore?"

You shake your head. "Ani. I'm okay now. The doctor said to take some pain killers. I'll be taking those for a few days before I fully recover."

Jungkook gives a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness. So, let's go? The car is waiting outside." he grabs your hand gently and squeezes it. "Oh, I have something for you." He walks toward the basket and shows it to you. "Jjang!"

A smile curves into your face. "Aigo. You didn't have to, Jungkook."

"Meanwhile, you're smiling. I know you want this." Jungkook says playfully as he shakes the basket over your face.

You roll your eyes. "Whatever, fetus face. Let's go home, shall we?"

Jungkook was more than delightful to have you back.

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You guys arrive in the apartment by riding on an uber which Jungkook called through his phone app. "Can I stay in your place for a while? I don't feel like cleaning mine." He begins to remove his shoes, even though you haven't said yes yet.

You both enter your place, as you lock the door. "What do you wanna eat, Jungkookie?" you ask from the kitchen, as you open the mini refrigerator.

"I'm cooking, miss. You just stay on the couch and rest." he calls back from the living room. The T.V is already opened by him. Typical Jungkook.

"You're my guest. I should treat you like one."

"Oh, you're not gonna." Jungkook walks inside the same area and crosses his arms. "Go to the living room, now." He doesn't look that manly due to his baby face.

You let out a laugh in return. "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll do this-" He sprints towards you abruptly and grabs you by the waist. He then throws you on his shoulder as he walks back inside the living room. You tried protesting but you ended up being tickled and bit (softly) by him on the arm. He places you on the couch gently afterwards. "Now stay there while I cook."

"How rude, Jungkook." you huff, turning away.

"Jimin wouldn't like that attitude of yours." Jungkook says as an attempt to lure you in obeying him.

"Jimin? Is he my dad or something?"

He thought you were joking, so he plays along. "Oh, he will be, [Name] Song."

"Jeon Jungkook, what?"

Jungkook giggles and shakes his head. "I didn't contact him while you were still in the hospital, by the way. Because one, he's not in reach, and two, because I didn't want him to worry." He was about to walk back to the kitchen, when you suddenly spoke,

"Who on earth is Jimin?"

He turns around and rolls his eyes. "Very funny, [Name]. You know what, just call him right now." he insists and gives you his phone with Jimin's caller I.D. You just stare at it long, which made Jungkook confused. "Are you gonna do it or?..."

You shrug your shoulders and gave the phone back to him which shocked him. "Why should I call a stranger? Have I met him before?"

Jungkook's jaw drops open from your response and his eyes looked like he just saw a ghost. "Ya. Don't kid around. You're scaring me, [Name]. Call Jimin." he says and lends you the phone back, but you pushed it away, making it tumble on the floor.

"You're the one who should stop kidding around. I just got out of the hospital and you're acting weird already."

"YOU'RE the one acting weird!" Jungkook exclaims in panic. "Don't troll now, seriously."

You look around and your eyes land on a photo frame. You laugh and looked at him. "Is that Jimin?" you ask, pointing to the certain direction. "You have the guts to edit a picture of him with me, Jeon Jungkook. How mature."

Jungkook was speechless at your statement. He tried to comprehend, and it suddenly clicked. He swallows, finally realizing things over. "You... don't remember Jimin? Park Jimin?"

"Not a clue. Is he my boy friend or-"

"He's not." Jungkook blurts out which startled you a bit.

"Then who is he?"

Jungkook felt guilty, but it felt good as well. Guilty pleasure, in other terms. He was hesitating to tell you the truth. Honestly, Jungkook liked you. No, not as a sibling, but something more than that. Right, as his lover. Given the situation right now, he knows he's wrong, but it's a chance. A chance for him to get what he has always wanted.

"He's just our classmate."

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i was motivated to update bc i passed my final exam in math (idk if that's a reason tbh). YE-FCKING-HET.
otoh, wow jungcock.