In Na awoke shaken from her dream, and couldn't distract herself enough to forget it. Jin's lost expression haunted her as she prepared to visit V that day. Once she was dressed she set out for V's place with two sets of clothes in her bag this time.
When she arrived at his place she wasn't surprised to have no one answer and the door being locked. Though after picking the lock she was startled that no one was home. Irked In Na left V's place and wandered about the area looking for him, but after five hours of searching she was starting to think that she'd never find him.
Just as she was about to give up and head over to J-Hope's place she spotted the boy in question. V was walking along the street, hood drawn and hands shoved into his pockets. In Na thought about running up to him and talking now, but the boy seemed deep in though, so she settled for following him for a while until it seemed like a good time to approach him.
As V passed through the city with In Na a distance behind him he appeared to move with a purpose when he reached an overpass. In Na had to pick up her pace to keep up with him, but as V stepped off the bridge and In Na was still only half way over it she spotted a familiar face on the other side.
"J-Hope?" she breathed.
It was him. Stumbling like a drunkard in the middle of the day.
In Na glanced from him to V who was quickly disappearing from view, then back. Who did she go to first? In Na didn't know, they both needed help, they all. . .
In Na turned and charged across the multiple lanes of traffic. J-Hope had collapsed and her decision was made. She rushed to his side while getting blared at by honking horns and drivers yelling out their windows.
"J-Hope?" she said.
Dropping to her knees she rolled the boy over onto his back hoping that would be enough to wake him. It wasn't. She checked for a pulse only to feel a faint flutter beneath her finger tips, yet there was no breath when she checked if he was breathing.
"No not again," In Na said panicked.
Frantically In Na searched her pockets for her phone only to remember that she still hadn't gotten a new one. Turning back to J-Hope she patted his pockets in hopes he was carrying his cell. In Na nearly cried when she pulled the phone out of his back pocket, but she kept it together. Along with the phone spilled pills from his pocket that In Na eyed for a second.
Then it clicked.
"J-Hope you didn't," she said heartbroken.
Dialing the phone In Na spoke to an emergency operator explaining their location and the serious situation J-Hope was in. It felt like forever before the ambulance arrived and took them to the hospital.
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In Na hung around the hospital until J-Hope regained consciousness, so she could speak to him. Yet he wasn't quite coherent when In Na sat next to his bed to talk.
"In Na-ya," he said with a rough voice.
She had excepted as much since he had to have his stomach pumped.
"Why'd you do it J-Hope?" she asked softly.
He looked away from her with a sigh. "I don't want to talk about that," he said.
"You shouldn't have done it. Jin will only be hu-," she began.
"But what about me? I'm hurt too," he yelled.
In Na flinched away from his outburst.
"I know. I'm sorry," she said lowering her head.
"You should go," he huffed.
As she stood In Na said, "You'll be transferred to the psychiatric wing tomorrow for evaluation. I'm sorry I couldn't have been of more help."
"Uh-huh," he muttered.
Pausing by the door In Na turned back to J-Hope who was blankly staring at the ceiling. Clearing her throat she said, "Do you know why V would be in that part of the city? He lives in the opposite direction."
J-Hope spared her a leer before turning back to the ceiling as he said, "His parents' place."
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Their Guardian (a story based off of the trilogy theory)
Fanfiction"Take care of them," his voice echoed in her mind. In Na sniffled as she wiped at her face. She had to stay strong, and not for herself. If Jungkook, the youngest looked like that, how were the others keeping it together? "Take care of them." •••• ...
