awake [seokjin]

twenty four ; "goodbye, i love you."

The surgery for Namjoon was over and thankfully it was a success. I couldn't have asked for more.

We walked inside his room, whilst he laid in bed, asleep still. I sat down next to him, already feeling the tears welling in my eyes.

Mei sat on the other side, staring at him. I bit my bottom lip and sighed shakily.

It was already night time and Mei fell asleep. I glanced at her before looking around for a blanket. When I couldn't find one, I grabbed my keys making my way out of the hospital to find my jacket in the car.

As I made my way up to Namjoon's room, I had a gut feeling that something was wrong. I dropped my jacket on the floor when I noticed Mei wasn't in the chair anymore.

My heart dropped and I ran out of the room, searching everywhere for her. When she was nowhere around, I decided to go into the closest women's bathroom, only to run into her.

"Oh my god Mei!" I shouted, pulling her into a hug. "You scared the shit out of me! I thought someone took you!"

"Jin? What the hell?" She said, as I hugged her tighter. I breathed a sigh of relief as I let go of her.

She looked at me, her face still shocked before walking away. I followed from behind, a little disappointed that she didn't do anything else besides walking away from me.

Annoyance slowly rose inside of me as we walked in Namjoon's room.

"Namjoon?" I asked, noticing his eyes open. He looked around and smiled when he saw me. He tried sitting up and I ran over to help him.

"Oh my god! I was so scared!" I cried, my eyes welling up in tears. He slightly laughed.

"Oh come on, I'm fine now. Stop acting like a girl." He laughed.

"Are you okay now?" Mei asked, walking over.

"Yeah, why? Were you also worried?" He wondered.

"Of course I was!" She said. "I waited all day just for you."

"Oh..." he said, before looking at me. "Are you jealous, pretty boy?"

I scowled at him. "Don't call me that," I groaned. "I'm not jealous."

"Yes, pretty boy is jealous-his face is burning red right now." Namjoon joked. I glared at him, my puffy eyes making it harder. He's definitely having fun right now.

"U-uhm, I should leave now since you're fine." Mei said, standing up from the chair she was sitting in.

"What do you mean? Where are you going to go?" I asked, beginning to get annoyed with her.

"Somewhere away from you," she said, not making eye contact as she walked out of the room.

I shifted my gaze to Namjoon, annoyance rising up in me. "She hates your guts huh?" He said and I rolled my eyes whilst I sat down.

I massaged my forehead, trying to calm myself. "Aren't you going to run after her? I think the denim jacket guy is still after her. He probably thought I was her when I walked out of your house, because I saw him before this-," he pointed to his shoulder. "-happened."

"She doesn't want me to save her ass anyways so whatever happens to her isn't my problem anymore if she keeps giving me that attitude." I muttered, closing my eyes.

"Well, you can't blame her, because you made her the cause of her love ones deaths." He replied.

I heaved a sigh, frustrated as I ruffled my hair. "Fine," I groaned standing up. "YOU better stay safe too or I'll kick your ass."