thirty two—
RUN ~ Ballad Mix {BTS}
taehyung rushed jungkook inside, shouting for assistance, and pleading for help.
nurses and people surrounded him immediately, helping him usher jungkook onto a stretcher.
"jungkookie!" taehyung pleaded to his friend, pushing the stretcher down the halls towards the emergency room with the help of multiple nurses.
"what's his name?" a nurse held a clipboard in their arms and a pen clutched in their hand.
"jeon jungkook." taehyung strained his voice, trying not to cry.
he was lacking a reply from jungkook.
"birthday?"
"september 1st, 1997." taehyung choked on his own words and squeezed his eyes shut tight.
"any close relatives?"
"can we do this later?" taehyung shouted, glaring angrily at the nurse. "he's hurt! i'll answer when i know he's being taken care of in the emergency room!"
the nurse looked bewildered at taehyung's reply, before shaking their head and rushing off.
taehyung turned back to jungkook, and went on down the hall, pushing the stretcher down the empty hallway.
"jungkookie, please don't give up... come back to us. come back for jiminie... he needs you..." taehyung pleaded to the unconscious jungkook.
the nurses that were assisting taehyung glanced at him with pitying looks, doubting that the younger boy would actually pull through.
taehyung panted and kept running with tears still threatening to fall. he swallowed, closing his eyes once again
"please..."
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he was worried.
distressed.
exasperated.
beating his index finger on his knee as namjoon and yoongi drove him to the hospital.
he didn't know how to think about anything besides the possibilities.
the horrible possibilities that may most likely be taking place at this god forsaken moment.
he was numb to words, feelings, and touch.
he only thought about him.
the one and only that he would throw himself off a bridge for.
jimin quirked his eyebrow at the words ringing through his ears.
"he'll be fine jimi-"
"to hell with that." jimin ripped his gaze away from the things rushing past them outside the car, and transfixed his eyes on namjoon.
"jimin, i–"
jimin's eyes narrowed in fury, "just stop talking."
namjoon flinched, and jimin jerked his head away, avoiding namjoon's eyes.
jimin really didn't know what to do.
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perfect man || jikook
Fanfictionjimin never thought that a perfect man existed. to be more precise, his perfect man. but little did he know that he lived right down the street, and he would soon save him from all the pain. ©Arachniem plagiarism is a crime.
