three days | jikook✧| COMPLETED

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Jungkook's heart stopped beating the second he saw Jimin's lifeless body on the cold ground.

Reaching out for the older, Jungkook grabbed Jimin's collar and shook him, tears forming in his eyes.

"Fuck, FUCK! Don't do this to me Jimin."

"Hyung! H–hey!" The younger's voice was shaking as well as his hands as he lightly slapped Jimin's pale cheeks.

"Stop playing games you fucking asshole! Open your eyes!" Jungkook sounded mad, but the expression on his face told another story.
A story of a broken soul, whose heart just got shattered more than it already was.

Shaky hands grabbed Jimin's back and picked him up from the very uncomfortable looking position.
As quickly as he could, Jungkook laid the elder on the bed and continued shaking and calling his name, in hopes of a response, even just an eye twitch.

Just so he could know Jimin was okay.

Jungkook's head snapped towards the door of the bedroom and remembered he had someone from a hospital waiting for him downstairs.

"Mr. Kim Jongin!" Jungkook's voice broke mid sentence, but that was the least of his concerns, "please help!"

His eyes analyzed Jimin's pale and skinny figure.
His chest was not moving and he looked like he was de-
"What's the proble- Oh my god!" Jongin yelled pushing Jungkook away and quickly ripping Jimin's shirt open.
He began doing a CPR, the palms of his hands aggressively pressuring Jimin's bare chest.

"Come on!" Jongin yelled, sweat beginning to form on his forehead and neck, "one, two, th–COME ON!"

Jungkook stood there, unable to process what was happening.

"Call the fucking ambulance!" A faint and somehow distant voice yelled at him, but all he did was walk out of the room and without a second thought left the house and left Jimin.

Jongin's eyes widened as he saw Jungkook leave the house like nothing happened.

He quickly wiped the sweat that was already dripping down his forehead and with shaky hands took his phone in his hand pressing the numbers of his hospital.

"Hello, this is Seo-"

"This is Kim Jongin, I am in serious need of an ambulance right away!"

"Kim Jongin, please describe the situation."

"The patient is unconscious and is not responding to my CPR, I repeat, the patient is not responding to my CPR!"

"We'll send a team over, right away, keep performing CPR until the doctors arrive."

Jongin ended the call without a goodbye as he threw his phone on the bed and returned to Jimin.
"Come on kid, please!" Jongin begged, slowly getting tired from all the pressure, "you are not allowed to die, you hear me? YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED!"

Minutes later, which felt like hours to Jongin, the team finally arrived, taking over Jongin's work as they began to ask him questions, like, where he found him and how he found him.

"It wasn't m-," Jongin stopped, "I mean I found him in the bathroom, I don't know how long he was in there, but to me it looked like three hours at least."

One of the other nurses that Jongin worked with at the hospital sat next to him, "he's gonna be fine. And if he's not, just remember that it's not your fa-"

"He WILL be fine," Jongin growled at his co-worker and kept his gaze on the younger.

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