Closure

Revival

"I wanna sleep next to you

But that's all I wanna do right now

And I wanna come home to you

But home is just a room full of my safest sounds

'Cause you know that I can't trust myself with my three A.M. shadow

I'd rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone"

There were too many lights. Red, blue, orange and they were disturbing him. Jimin could also hear some muffled voices. He wanted them to leave. Couldn't they see that that he was trying to sleep? Couldn't they allow him to find some relief from his pain? Jimin could distantly hear somebody's voice calling his name. The voice sounded familiar and made his heart warm. He knew this voice. For a second Jimin thought if the voice belonged to god. Had he reached heaven?

- "Jimin-ah? Park Jimin, can you hear me? Oh my god, what have you done?"

Jimin smiled to himself. Of course he knew the face to whom this voice belonged. It was his roommate and best friend Kim Taehyung. But wasn't Taehyung gone for the night? Jimin could not figure out what had made Taehyung return. Jimin could hear Taehyung crying. Jimin wanted to open his eyes one last time and tell Taehyung a final goodbye and to not waste his tears on someone like him, but his eyelids were too heavy. He wanted to shout out to Taehyung that he had to let Jimin go. Jimin had gone far away from him. He had gone away to a place from where he could never return.

Jimin felt something being inserted in his nostril. Breathing suddenly became easier. He felt himself being pushed. What were these people doing to him? He wanted to die. Couldn't someone just respect his wish for once?

- "Mr. Park, we are going to give you an antidepressant. It is going to help you sleep while we try to recover you."

Recovery? Who the hell wanted a recovery? Jimin tried to resist but he felt a slight sting in his right arm. Slowly Jimin drifted to unconsciousness again.

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- "Mr. Park you have to understand that Jimin has lost a lot of blood. His wound is too deep. We have tried our best but we cannot say anything before twenty four hours."

- "Yes doctor, we do understand."

Taehyung's panicked voice on the phone had woken up Park Shi Jin and his wife Yoona in the middle of the night at their home in Seoul.

- "Mr. Park, this is Jimin's roommate Kim Taehyung."

- "Yes Taehyung-ah. Why does your voice sound like that? Is everything fine? Where is Jimin?"

- "It is about Jimin. Uncle, Jimin tried to commit suicide today. Luckily I came back home in time and found him lying on the floor unconsciousness and in a pool of blood. He is currently in Busan Multipurpose Hospital undergoing surgery. How fast can you get here? I can't figure out what to do. I am so scared. Can you please come soon?"

Yoona, who was hearing the whole conversation beside Shi Jin cried out her son's name in pain. What were they hearing? Their son Jimin had tried to commit suicide. But why would Jimin do something like that. Nothing made sense to them anymore.

- "We will be there by the next flight. Thank you Taehyung for taking care of our son."

- "Come fast uncle."