Kim Taehyung.
After 20 minutes, which felt like 20 years,
I've finally gotten the nerve to ask if I could see Jungkook.
I went up to the front desk.
"Can I visit my close friend, Jungkook?"
"Yes, go down this way and turn right. 2 rooms down."
"Thank you."
I bowed politely before sprinting down the hallways.
If he didn't make it,
I would never be able to stop the tears flowing down my cheeks.
I burst into the room, still seeing a lifeless Jungkook laying on the bed.
I whispered in his ear.
"Jungkook?"
He didn't reply.
But after a few moments,
"Yes? Tae?"
