It had been almost two weeks since Taehyung's accident and the boys felt like they were clinging on to a very thin line. Not seeing Taehyung up and about was killing them. It was taking its toll on them.
Jimin sat by his side, on a chair beside his bed. The members were asleep. He was too not long ago, only that he awoke from a nasty nightmare.
He stared at his best friend's face. Although his face had more colour than before, he still hadn't wake up.
Jimin glanced at the numbers beside Taehyung's bed. It showed that his vitals were fine. The doctor taught them how to read it so by now, they were all an expert.
He frowned.
"You're alive, TaeTae," Jimin said in a whisper. "Your heart is beating fine. Your vitals are normal. Your brain is active. That's a good sign, right? Can you hear me, Tae?"
He waited for a reply he knew wouldn't come.
"Why won't you wake up?" Jimin's voice cracked as a fresh tear rolled down his cheeks. "Your body's recovering but why won't you wake up?"
"Is it me? Is it because we've treated you so badly before?" Jimin wiped the on coming tears that were threatening to fall from his eyes. "We won't ever do that ever again. We're sorry... I'm sorry... So please, give us a chance to make it up to you. You gotta wake up, Tae. You have to wake up, please."
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I forgive you... Jiminie... Just wait for me... I'll wake up soon... I promise...
He was baffled why he was thinking of that. He just felt like he should be thinking about it as if he was having a conversation with someone he couldn't see or hear.
Amidst the darkness that surrounded him-the nothingness that embraced his body, he felt like he wasn't alone. As if someone was there with him- wherever he might be.
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His Boxy Smiles
FanfictionSometimes, people need to learn the hard way not to take people for granted. Especially when that person is someone as important as Taehyung to BTS. {~I'm skipping prologue guys~} (Not edited)
