INEVITABLE; taehyung [✓]

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3rd person

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"how's he doing?" jenna crept through the door of the hospital room, wiping the wetness from her tear stained, flushed cheeks. she gently kicked the door shut and proceeded towards the nearest empty chair, which was beside a still sleeping jungkook. she gently lowered herself into the seat, careful not to jar the peacefully sleeping maknae resting their head on the back of her seat.

"he's stable." the mint haired boy, yoongi, spared a single glance towards jenna, clenching the end board of the hospital tightly in his hands as he glared down at taehyung. his jaw was clenched, his hair was ruffled, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked like a complete and utter mess. the rest of the people in the room did as well, though, as the situation had left everyone in a state of emotional stress- except jungkook, who seemingly was out cold.

"that's good news."

"they gave him more medicine, and all we can do right now is hope that he wakes up soon." jin, the eldest of the members, stood up from his seat and walked up beside yoongi, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and squeezing him comfortingly. faint sobs escaped his lips, which made jenna's heart break even more. she was the reason he shed those tears.

she was the reason all of this happened.

"when did they say he could possibly wake up?"

"they didn't have an exact date. but, their estimate is either tomorrow or the next day. there's no telling how long it could take, though. it could take minutes, hours, days, even weeks."

jenna let out a shuddered sigh and let her head fall backwards, but ended up clashing skulls with the then sleeping maknae, who let out a low groan of pain.

"noona!" jungkook whined, removing his head from behind jenna's own, allowing her head to come in contact with the back of the seat. she lifted her head and rubbed the tender spot, hissing once her fingers touched the knot. "that hurt."

"sorry."

jungkook sent a death glare jenna's way, and it took everything in her to stifle a chuckle at the latter's appearance. his hair was ruffled, he had a red line on his cheek from sleeping with one cheek on the top of the seat, and his eyes were nearly closed from sleepiness. with another whine, he leant his head against the wall, and proceeded to fall back asleep.

"don't pay any attention to him, we call him sleeping beauty for a reason." jin chimed in, a weak smile appearing on his lips. the atmosphere in the room was lightened at the lighthearted banter taking place between the people- excluding jungkook- in the room, but quickly became dismal once more when namjoon spoke up.

jenna slouched her shoulders at his bold, yet slightly logical, statement. "guys, what do we do if he doesn't wake up?"

jin let out a shuddered sigh, turning away from the bed and leaning lightly against the end board. "do what we've been doing since jimin passed," jin let out yet another shuddered sigh before speaking once more. "survive."

jenna swore the room went dead silent, to the point you could've probably heard a pin drop. she, however, simply kept her lips sealed and withheld tears that were begging to escape. she had cried so much it burnt to shed more tears. luckily for her, she had several friends and a boyfriend to help her stand the pain- though none of their words seemed to help much.

"i'm scared, guys." hoseok croaked, his voice cracking and weak from hours of crying. "jin is right, what if he doesn't wake up? do we just live with another fallen friend? do we wait for another one of us to die off? do we wait for one of us to be pushed to the breaking point and kill ourselves?" hoseok was having a literal mental breakdown in front of his heartbroken and weak friends, who were in the same emotional state as he was.

as for jenna, well, she was on the brink of an existential crisis.

"calm down, hobi. taehyung is going to be fine." yoongi spoke up, patting his friend on the back comfortingly. hoseok simply sobbed into yoongi's shirt sleeve in response.

jenna hadn't noticed she was beginning to cry as well until her eyes stung from her tears beginning to leave her eyes. the hot, salty tears slid down her cheeks, and before they could drip, baekhyun stepped in front of her and wiped them away with the pads of his thumbs.

"it's okay, jenna. it'll be okay. he'll be okay." baekhyun placed his hands on jenna's cheeks, slightly squishing them. he inspected jenna's face with a concerned glint within his eyes, and ended up letting out a sigh before turning towards the group of broken boys. "jenna and i will be back."

and with that, baekhyun grabbed onto jenna's wrist and tugged her out of the hospital room and into the hallway.

"baekhyun, what're you doing?" jenna's words were effortless as they rolled off of her tongue, her posture growing poor and her eyes becoming hooded.

baekhyun gently closed the door behind them both, swallowing the large lump within his throat.

as much as he didn't want to do this, he knew he had to. he knew it was for the greater good.

"jenna, we need to talk."

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