Secrets⇝Yoonmin

|Chapter • 20|

3rd Person
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Namjoon runs through the rain, Yoongi unconscious and on the verge of bleeding out in his arms. "Fuck!" Namjoon curses as a car speeds out in front of them. He continues running, Yoongi's blood leaving a trail on the sidewalk.

Namjoon bursts into the hospital, yelling for help. Three nurses rush toward him, taking Yoongi and putting him on a stretcher. One of the nurses stays behind, questioning Namjoon on what happened.

"I- I don't know. I heard him screaming, so I went to check on him, and the door was locked. So I kicked it open, and he was on the floor with all of that.. there was so much blood.." Namjoon frantically looks around the room, trying to distract himself. The nurse nods, "is there anyone we can call?"

"Kim Seokjin. His number is xxx-xxx-xxxx." The nurse signals to the receptionist who looks still shocked at the sight of Yoongi, to call Seokjin. "Come with me, you can stay in one of the trauma rooms while you calm down sir." She smiles, leading Namjoon into the trauma unit.

Namjoon lays his head on the table in the room, slightly in shock of what had just happened. He broke the door down to find his best friend on the floor almost dead. He almost got hit by a car on the way to the hospital, he had to run since Seokjin had the car.

The door opens, making Namjoon look up quickly. A different nurse with brown hair comes in, a bottle of water and a bag of trail mix in her hands. "Seokjin is on his way." She says calmly, placing the food and water on the table. "What's going to happen to Yoongi?" Namjoon asks, terrified of what the answer is.

Her face softens, "He's in surgery right now, he's unstable, the mirror went though all of his organs that were in the way. We aren't sure if he'll make it." Namjoon stands up abruptly, "You can't let him die! You can't! Please..no.." Namjoon falls to his knees, tears falling from his eyes. "S-sir.. We're trying everything we can.." The nurse frowns.

"Joonie!" Seokjin runs into the room, almost knocking the nurse over. Namjoon holds his arms out, Seokjin immediately going straight into them. "He might die-" Namjoon sobs into Seokjins shoulder.

Yoongi's POV
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-•8 Hours Later•-

I open my eyes slowly, the bright lights immediately make me have a headache. My throat is dry and hurts, but I laugh anyway. Of course I lived. A blurry face comes into view, I recognize him as Namjoon, his purple hair gave it away.

"Yoongi? Do you want a nurse?" Namjoons voice is full of concern. I shake my head, of course I wouldn't want a nurse. I'm supposed to be dead right now. I feel him grab my hand, making me turn my head toward him. "I thought I lost you Yoongi.." His voice cracks, making me feel a pang in my heart I haven't felt for a very long time.

I look away, frowning. I didn't think anyone really cared for me this much. I don't want to feel anything anymore, the boy I'm in love with is probably dead somewhere in the council, and I'm in a hospital from trying to kill myself.

"Do you want to know why?" My voice is still raspy. Namjoon nods, standing up straighter, he knows what I mean. "There should be a picture in my bathroom, if it isn't ruined by all of the blood." Tears fill my eyes as I remember it. "O-okay.. I'll tell Seokjin to get it.." he gets out his phone. "No!" My hand flies out, grabbing his wrist tight, I shake my head frantically.

"He- he can't see it. Please. You go get it. Tell the others that they can visit if they want- just don't let any of them see it. Ok?" Namjoons eyes are wide, but he nods anyway, his hair bouncing as he does. "I-I'll be back."

I sigh as he leaves the room, casting a glance back at me. A doctor comes into the room a few minutes later. "Mr. Min.. Glad to see your awake." The doctor sets down his clipboard at the end of my bed.

"We are going to move you to the physiatric ward. From the information we know, you had punched a mirror and started cutting yourself deeply. Am I correct?" I stare at him, not wanting to admit what I did. He sighs, and picks up his clipboard again. "We will contact your family on where you will be."

Three nurses come into my room and start to wheel the bed I'm in out and into the hallway. I realize there's a brace around my stomach, probably so I don't move. It irritates me that I have to wear things like that.

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I fell asleep as soon as the nurses got me into my room, I hadn't realized how tired I was. I wake up about ten minutes before Namjoon comes in, everyone following behind him. Jungkook is looking at me with wide eyes, I scowl as Seokjin starts asking me random questions.

"I don't think he wants to talk about what happened." Namjoons voice is loud, making everyone flinch, including me. He sounds angry, but scared. I lock eyes with him, and I know,

He's seen the picture.