Infinity |Kim Seokjin|

4~

"Jin-hyung," Jungkook shook his hyung attempting to wake him up. No response. He called Namjoon again.

"Namjoon! Hurry! Jin isn't responding!" Jungkook didn't bother to add honorifics as it was a serious moment.

"I'm only about 10 minutes away, I'm speeding and trying not to get caught right now." He hung up. Jungkook was about to slam his phone into the ground, but didn't realising it was the only thing that he could get in touch with Namjoon. He breathed, trying to calm down. After a moment, Jungkook decided to feel for his hyung is pulse. It was barely beating. Scared to death, he called for an ambulance, they were only 5 minutes away. It was too long. Jin's lips were purple-blue from the cold, his breathing almost a stop.

I walked into the dorm after what seemed like years and fell onto the couch. I looked up blankly at the ceiling, my face felt stiff from the dried tears.

"Hyung~!" I saw a hand wave in front of me. Blinking, I looked at the face which the hand belonged to. Jimin and Tae looked at me worried.

"Hyung, we've called you at least a dozen times each. You worried us. Are you ok, hyung?" I was gonna respond, but more tears stopped me from speaking. Yoongi whispered them away, leaving himself, Namjoon and Hoseok around me.

"Hyung, what's wrong?" I heard a gentle, deep voice.

"She...left-" I stopped myself, tears fell again. I turned into the cushions of the couch and brought my knees to my chest.

"It...hurts...here," I held my fist to my chest.

"Did, did she break up with you?" Hoseok asked. I shook my head. I rolled around in place to face them, seeing three pairs of eyes from around the corner, but ignoring them.

"Y/n went to the doctors, and...and..." Why did life hate me so much? She was a precious flower whom I adored with every speck of me.

Jin's temperature was far below normal temp, his breathing slowed down majorly. Jungkook, afraid of losing his hyung, tried to warm him up. He felt a wetness on his shoulder. Tears. Quickly, Jungkook wiped the tears away to try to help Jin from getting hypothermia. Tired screeching could be heard from the other side of the cemetery, and a dark figure in full sprint. However, Namjoon was a minute too late. Jin was unresponsive. Hypothermia had almost completely set it, far from saving. The sirens followed afterwards and paramedics rushing to the scene.