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Nineteen - As Much As I Love you

*Taehyung POV*

A week past and i sit in Jimin's hospital room in Korea. I hold his hand as i run my hands through his hair. I just want him back, i want him smiling and happy. I want him laughing and making jokes with me again. The doctors say that they don't know if he will wake up yet. He lost so much blood, he hit his head so hard. I cant stop the tears as they stream down my face. I apologize to Jimin's unconscious form every time i come into this room. This is all my fault. I was the one who left him when he clearly wasn't sober, he wasn't thinking right. I wasn't thinking right, aroused and angry. i hate myself for being like this.

Jimin's body jerks and i instantly sit up. i look at his face, to see his eyes open, but they don't. He just goes still again and i cry all over again. That's how it's been for the past week. Every move his body makes has me sitting up and staring at his beautiful face, waiting for him to smile at me and everything come back to the way it was. But each time, nothing happens, except for the new wave of tears that runs down my face.

A beeping makes me come out of my thoughts and i look at Jimin, then his heart monitor. It's going crazy as doctors run it yelling and shouting orders to each other. i get shoved away from him and out of the room. I try to look through the window on the door, but i can't see anything past the crowd of doctors surrounding Jimin.

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A month later, i stand over the grave of the person i put before anyone else, the person i loved the most. I couldn't have stopped this from happening, no matter how much money i had, no matter how much time i had. Tears run down my cheeks as i set the white roses down on the flat stone. Every part of me holds the rest in as i run my hand over the cursive letters that were carved into the stone.

"I'm so sorry. I should've helped you instead of leaving. I should've been there when you needed me. I love you so much, I'll never be able to love someone as much as i love you." I say as i smile, tracing the letters over and over. "But i met someone, you would've liked him. He's beautiful, funny, and cares about me a lot. He makes me happy with every breath, every flaw, every smile. Every single part of him sort of reminds me of you. He's caring, and he gives this . . . smile that brings so much warmth to the room. Or did." I can't hold back the tears as i think about it. "He's in a comma, grandma." I cry out.

I put my head on my hands as i let myself cry. Everything isn't right, not since Jimin was put into a comma. The apartment is too quiet when I'm there, my day is sad and lonely. But occasionally, when I'm not sitting in Jimin's hospital room, Jackson will come over and watch movies with me or drop off food when i have no motivation to cook, which is most of the time. It helps no matter how little it does to bring the life in me back, at least he tries.

As the days when on, i realized how much Jimin meant to me, and how much time i actually spent with him. How did i let myself get so attached to him? Maybe because i got married to him, I'm supposed to spend all the time with him. The rest of my life with him, i wanted this.

My phone rings, making me flinch as i look at it on the ground for a second. When i notice it's the doctors number i quickly answer it and put it to my ear.

"H-hello?" I say into the phone.

"Mr. Park?" He asks back.

"Y-yes. Yeah. That's me." i stutter as i listen for any news on Jimin.

"Your husband has woken up a minute ago." He says. Fresh tears are instantly running down my face as i cover my mouth.

"What- I'm on my way. Please. Oh my gosh." I say before i end the call and run out of the cemetery.

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I couldn't kill my babe . . .

alsooooo happy valentines day!