INEVITABLE; taehyung [✓]

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"where are we going? ouch, ow, you're holding my hand tight, jenna, ouch," baekhyun was muttering things left and right, but i wasn't paying his rambling a bit of attention- i was blinded by worry. i held baekhyun's hand tightly, his fingers interlaced with my own, and i hadn't thought anything about the hand-holding as i tugged him down the sidewalk towards the hospital jimin was located at.

"jenna," baekhyun whined, lightly squeezing my hand as i continued to tug him down the sidewalk in silence. he sighed, using his hidden strength to tug me backwards, preventing me to walk any further. i tried to pry my hand away from his, but he held it so tightly and wouldn't let me go. "what's wrong with you?"

"i-i'll explain it later, just, please come with me." i begged, looking up at baekhyun with pleading eyes. small, gentle and cold raindrops began to fall from the sky, which fed the depressing aura of the whole situation.

baekhyun pressed his lips into a thin line, before sighing in defeat. "fine."

as we began to run down the sidewalk, sliding through large crowds of people and ignoring odd gazes from passerbyers, the sky grew darker, forming a blanket of gloom over top of the city. the gentle sprinkles of rain soon turned into a downpour, soaking both my own clothes and baekhyun's.

we stopped at the crosswalk, my eyes landing on the large hospital building in the distance. i removed my hand from baekhyun's, pointing towards the building. a layer of fog was beginning to move over the building, making it difficult to make out. baekhyun looked towards the building, only the outline of it prominent within the thick layer of fog covering it.

the crosswalk light turned green, and baekhyun and i began walk calmly across it, not wanting to draw more attention to ourselves. "why are we going to a hospital?"

"trust me, i'll explain everything when we get there."

baekhyun sighed, unsure of the whole ordeal. but, he ultimately kept quiet, and proceeded to keep walking down the crosswalk.

after an uncomfortably long silence and 10 oddly long minutes, we eventually made it to the hospital. by the time we had arrived, our clothes were drenched in rain water. i rang out the bottom of my shirt as we approached the front desk, and i let out an exhausted sigh before i spoke.

"is there a park jimin here?"

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"wait, i think i found it!" i grabbed baekhyun's wrist, preventing him to walk further down the hallway, and tugged him to my side, pointing at the numbers on the door. "room 192."

baekhyun pulled the note the woman at the front desk gave us and checked the room number, nodding. "yeah. room 192."

i let out a heavy sigh before grasping the door knob and pushing the door open, awkwardly peeking my head in first to see if the coast was clear, but instead of seeing a peaceful, well organized scene in front of me, i saw a heart wrenching mess in front of me. my heart broke at the hectic scene; two boys were huddled in the corner, one with pink hair, one with gray, and the pink haired boy was crying into the gray haired boys shirt. in the other corner nearest to the closet, a boy with mint colored hair was crying into hoseok's shirt, and delicate tears were sliding down hoseok's cheeks as he gazed towards the bed. as for taehyung, well, taehyung was a sobbing mess, pulling at the doctors sleeve as they hovered over jimin's bed.

taehyung was yelling incoherent and inaudible words at the doctors, running his fingers through his brown hair every now and then. a coupe minutes passed of the same situation unfolding in the small hospital room, and baekhyun and i stayed stationary at the doorway. we didn't want to intrude in such a hectic moment and environment, since it was obvious taehyung wasn't sane at that moment.

taehyung's yelling got louder and louder and i watched several nurses and doctors swarm out from behind the curtain, syringes in their hands and a defibrillator in one doctors hands. the doctors and nurses began to proceed towards the door, and just as i was about to remove my head from the doorway, taehyung stopped them.

"don't leave! why are you leaving? save him! save him!" he yelled, grabbing onto one doctors sleeve and tugging him backwards. the doctor dropped a syringe, the contents spilling onto the floor. i cupped a hand over my mouth in shock, reaching behind me and fishing for baekhyun's hand. he seemed to have realized what i was searching for and grasped my hand comfortingly, slowly intertwining our fingers. he gently squeezed my hand as a way to calm me down, for i was beginning to breathe quite hard due to the heartbreaking scene in front of my eyes.

"we can't do anything more for your friend!" the doctor which taehyung made drop the syringe shouted, his last string of sanity snapping as he turned and grabbed taehyung's arms, shaking him as an attempt to shake sense into him. "he's dead, boy, he's dead!"

i let out a gasp, a loud one to be exact, but luckily no one heard me, as taehyung and that doctor were still yelling back and forth. "you can do more! bring him to surgery! do something!"

"we can't do anything else! his heart has already stopped, sir. we can't do a thing else." the doctor sighed, shaking their head. "we are very sorry for your loss. we will get someone to clean up this glass and saline as soon as possible, and, um, someone to retrieve your friend."

and with that, the doctors continued their walk towards the door, and i immediately removed my head from the doorway and darted towards the nearest corner, which luckily wasn't far, and tugged baekhyun with me. we hid behind the wall, listening to the doctors and nurses rambling as they left the room.

"it's a shame. the boy was so young." one doctor said to another.

"very sad." the crowd left the hallway, and once the coast was clear, baekhyun and i ran back to the door and pushed it open, grasping the attention of all the boys within the room.

taehyung was the first to look our way, and his face lightened up through the ongoing stream of tears, watery, bloodshot eyes and flushed cheeks. he wiped the tears from his eyes and the wetness from his cheeks, muttering a broken "jenna?"

i let go of baekhyun's hand and ran towards taehyung, bringing him into my arms for a comforting hug. he squeezed me tightly, sobbing into my shoulder.

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