Sick? || JUNGKOOK

Second Family

-Jungkook-

I miss those moments. It almost makes me want to cry in a corner.

Just think! After this problem is solved, we'll have normal lives. I hope I will still see HaeWon. I need her.

Chanyeol went to go deal with the police officers because they have no idea how to get here and Yerin was replacing HaeWon's bandage.

"Good news! Blood is not the problem anymore! But she still needs to stay resting until her wound heals. She has a strong figure, if you know what I mean." Yerin winks at me.

I widen my eyes and look down. "Th-That's good."

"Ok, she might be waking up soon and she's going to feel pain, so give her this and water when she does." Yerin hands me a medicine bottle and a water bottle.

My shaky hands take the medication. "Uh, where are you going?"

"To deal with the other doctors. They'll be arriving shortly." She replies with a calm smile and leaves the room.

Ok, maybe some doctors from this stupid building are good. I don't know about Chanyeol, though....

-HaeWon-

I've never been shot before....but I've seen clips of people getting shot. Usually they don't die because apparently, ambulances drive at the speed of light.

I wonder if I'm dead. I'm a Jesus girl, I'm sure I will be fine.

The last thing I could remember is the sound of the gunshot, then all black. I don't remember anything after that. Not even one bit.

Although, I did hear Jungkook's voice. I think he was talking about how he would rather be in this bed than me.

As soon as I get the strength to TRY to open my eyes, pain explodes in my chest and I gasp for air.

"Crap! Is it suppose to hurt like this!?" I yell out and clutch my chest, only to feel a big bandage wrapped around my whole chest.

"HaeWon! You're awake, oh my- ok, eat this and drink this! Yerin said it'll help." Jungkook's worried voice calms me down, but not the pain.

Oh, I'm pretty sure I just turned into a tomato because of my lack of clothing.

I weakly reach for it, but Jungkook places his hand on my shoulder and lays me down gently.

"I'll feed you." He says in almost a whisper.

I nod. "Ok."

I open my mouth and Jungkook pops the medicine in. I HATE the taste of medicine so I don't close my mouth until Jungkook pours the water in.

"Thank you." I reach out to caress his cheek.

"Why are you thanking me? You're the one who took a bullet for me." His hand meets the back of mine.

I smile softly. "At least now you know how much I care about you, Jungkookie."

His face softens like he was about to cry. He lowers his head and starts wiping away tears.

"Awh, need my shoulder?" I try to sit up, but he stops me.

"No, I'm fine. I just want to help you so much, but there is so little that I could actually do." Jungkook looks at me like a sad puppy.

I sit up, fighting his hand. "You are helping so much. Jungkook, I'm really proud of you. Come here." I hold out my arms for hug.

Jungkook enters my arms quickly and hugs me very gently. He's so caring about my wound! So cute!