A Love Letter ⭐Yoonkook⭐

Letter 38

Dear Yoongi,

You came back to school on Monday and the bruises had multiplied. It got to the point that during lunch I had pulled you out of the cafeteria and to the bathroom with me.

I finally asked you about the bruises.

You only looked away from me.

"Yoongi, is someone hurting you?" You shook your head.

"Then why are you always covered in bruises?" You shrugged.

I sighed and went to give you a hug but stopped when you had reached both hands up to your head. You had squeezed your eyes shut and seemed to be in immense pain. Of course, I grew worried and put my hand on your shoulder.

You started massaging your head as tears began slipping out of your eyes.

"Yoongi, what is going on?" You ignored me and looked down at the ground. I wanted to help you, I really did. But what was I supposed to do?

What was I supposed to do in order to prevent you from passing out?

I had caught you before you hit the tiled floor.

But you weren't responding.

What was I supposed to do, Yoongi?

I had just watched as the love of my life collapsed in front of me.

I literally watched as you lost control of yourself.

All I could do was pick you up as gently as I could and run to the nurses office. One look at you and she freak out, reaching for the telephone.

I heard her on with an ambulance.

She had me lay you down on a bed and wait. She didn't check you over or anything. She made us sit and wait until they had arrived. They came rushing in and scooped you onto the stretcher.

The lady had looked at me and nodded towards the rest of the group that was rushing you out.

"What is your relation to him?" I nervously looked up at her. What would you consider us to be?

"His best friend." She waved her hand as a cue to get me to follow her.

"For today, so that you can join in the ambulance and go to the hospital with us, you're his boyfriend." I nodded and followed behind her as we jogged out to you. They were pulling you up into the van as everyone else was piling up in. The lady had jumped up and held her hand out to help me in.

As soon as I stepped foot in the van the doors were shut behind me and I was shoved into a seat in the corner. They began to add an I.V. into your arm and did a lot of other things that my brain couldn't process.

Please survive whatever this is, Yoongi.

I still haven't had the chance to tell you how I feel about you.

~Kookie