Jimin closes his eyes, as the image floats back to him. It played in his mind over and over again, every single day as of it was trying to torture him into insanity.
"I'm sorry sir, she didn't make it."
The doctor's voice echoed in his head, as he sees the image of Y/N lying on the hospital bed, with tubes assisting her to eat and breathe.
Another memory floats to the fore front of his mind's eye,
"Why wouldn't you let me go in?" He barks at the doctors and medics who restrain him.
"She's in a critical condi-"
"I won't talk to her I promise! Just let me see her!"
"I am very sorry sir, but I cannot allow you to do that." The doctor says with a tone of finality to his voice, as Jimin watches her miserably through the glass window. Hope blossoming like a flower in his chest when he sees her shift her position slightly.
"She will be okay, right?" Jimin turns to the doctor.
But he never got an answer.
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hate letters ✓
FanfictionThe only relic of Y/N was her box full of hate letters which she left for him. Their relationship was as worthless as Jimin's tears.
