Chapter Four

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    "Hobi! Hobi, open the damn door!"

Hoseok slowly lifted his head, meeting his own reflection's gaze.

"Jung Hoseok!"

Why do they try?

_____'s voice rang out, "Hope, please!"

Hoseok gripped the sink, his knuckles turning white.

"Go away!"

He reached up to the cabinet, and looked at the pills.

He grabbed one of them, and emptied the contents into his hand.

He watched as some of them fell into the sink.

There was a thump on the door, and Hoseok heard Yoongi swear.

"Joonie, we need you to break the door!"

"What the fuck, EG? First, you tell me not to break stuff, then you tell me to break the damn door?"

"Yes! Just get it out of the way!"

It was silent for a bit.

Did they finally give up?

Hoseok shrugged and raised the pills to his mouth.

Nope. There was a bang as the door fell to the floor.

Hoseok quickly swallowed the pills.

"Hobi!"

_____ grabbed his arms.

He smiled softly, "I get to go back to them, now.."

"Jiminie! Kookie! Someone fucking call 911!"

_____ started splashing small amounts of water onto Hoseok's face.

"Don't close your eyes, Hope. Don't leave us. We need you."

"-ah. He tried to ovedose. I don't fucking care, get someone over here!"

Jungkook yelled into his phone. He was crying.

_____ smiled and looked at him, "Language, Kookie."

_____ was in the back of an ambulance, holding tightly to Hoseok's hand.

They had pumped his stomach, but he still hadn't waken up.

_____ leaned forward and rested her forehead on their intertwined fingers.

She spoke softly, "Don't leave, Hope. We need you. I need you."

The only response she got was the slow beeping of the heart monitor.

A/N:

Will Hobi live? Who knows?

I don't.

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