Stepping Stones (Jimin Park FanFiction)

Chapter Four; Subtle.

Shao-Mang Park, Her own blood, her brother, held her wrist and rushed his palm against her cheek. A crying gasp and an echoing smack filled the audible range of the small apartment.

"S-shao..." Eun-Mi yanked back her trembling hand. "What the hell?!" Her voice trembled as she yelled at the angry man.

"Why the hell did you throw out my shit?!"

"You mean your drugs?"

She pushed him, banging her fists on his chest, the burning in her cheek numb as she was consumed by anger. "We talked about this! Mom even talked with you! No more drugs! No more drinking Shao-Mang Park!"

"Mom is dead! She's never going to wake up from that damn coma Eunnie!"

For just a moment, a pain staking moment, her heart stopped. Her chest burned and her eyes stung from exposure. She grabbed her bag and stormed off to her room, locking the door shut.

Stripping from her work clothes, she pooled in bed, her garments and her blanket giving her much needed comfort as she fell asleep.

Her hands were tightly curled around her bag as she entered the boys room. "Jimin? Jimin...?" She carefully slid in, smiling at the still sleeping boy. She sat down her bag, leaving it by the door. Eun-mi sat in a plush red chair, engrossed in a novel, waiting for him to wake.

"Hnnnggg...Eunnie...?" His eyes were puffy as he had just woken up, looking at the reading girl.
"Oh! Jimin! You're awake, I just began reading" she grinned and he felt comfortable as she sat down her book and adjusted her seat.

"So Jimin, how did you sleep? No nightmares I hope?" He shook his head, smiling tiredly "it's really early for questions eun-mi.." she nodded, grinning and handing him some clothes.

"That's why we're going on a walk. Get ready." She waited in the hall as the idol changed his outfit, and fixed his disheveled look. Once he was in the hallway, he was pulled toward a set of doors and outside.

"A garden?" She nodded, biting her bottom lip and managed an odd smile. "It's a hospital garden, so it's not as amazing as SkyGarden, but, it's still nice. I actually enjoy this garden, it's calm and simple. It's nice at sunset, with the lights shimmering and the shadows casted about." She snapped from her daze.

"But! I figured this would be a good place for todays...conversation." He looked around, smiling at her "conversation?" She chuckled, looking up at him. "I figured saying treatment would make you uncomfortable." He nodded at her consideration, thanking her and pulling her hand gently along the path.

"So, how did you sleep?" His eyes roamed the sky, his sight zooming over clouds as his answer kissed his tongue "I slept....uncomfortably, I'm not fond of those hospital beds. I slept dreamlessly. It was comfortable." She followed his sights to an empty patch in the colored, morning, sky. "Dreamless, Huh? Me too. They say a dreamless sleep is the most fulfilling. I don't think so, what about you?"

He stopped and faced the ground "I think...I prefer to have dreams. They're exciting." She nodded. "How would you say you're feeling?" He released a gentle hum. "Vulnerable. It's funny, I just woke up and I'm all sentimental. I miss Jungkook, Y'Know, He reminds me of my younger brother."

Eun-Mi nodded understandingly, "do you wanna go see him?" He jumped, facing the girl and nodding rapidly.

The two entered the room, Jimin pouncing on the sleeping boy, hugging him excitedly "Kookie!" Eunnie curled her toes, overwhelmed with cuteness as the Mochi cuddled the maknae. "Wah...Cute"

Once the day ended, Eun-Mi returned the boy to his room and finished their session. "Bye Jimin, ill see you tomorrow." She waved at him, grabbing her bag and opening the door before halting. She reached into her bag and pulled something into her palm. Gently placing it onto his bedside.

Her shoes, her pure black flats, clicked quietly against the white tiled floor, the white walls, just as plain. The tapping, no, clicking, sound that radiated through the halls, it was aggravating.

However, Eun-Mi Park was zoned out, focusing on his emotions, and failed to notice echoing screams through the building as she stepped down from the stairs.

In fact, she didn't notice anything, until she got to the hospital door. Fans, Blocked the entrance, screaming the BTS fan-chant. The tired girl sighed, making her way to her mothers room, deciding to visit her instead of leaving.

"Hey Eomma...How are you? I hope you're doing well. Y'Know that boy group I like? They were in the crash, I've been taking care of my bias. I'm happy that I've gotten to meet them, but I wish it hadn't been like this. I wish it had been a harmless meeting."

She felt something, twisting in her hand, it was a small twitching movement that caused her to jump and look towards her hand. Her hand! Her mothers hand was moving!

A shrill shriek escaped her lungs, mixing with gentle sobs. Doctors rushed in frightful and shocked "sh-she moved! She moved!" Her mother's hand continued to move as she was ushered from
The room, the doctors examining her parent.