Hoseok watched as Jimin's mother paced outside the emergency room. He looked at the name at the top of the bed's headboard, eyes travelling down to the drip that Jimin was connected to and took his hands of Jimin's shoulder gently.
He wanted to know what had caused Jimins seizure at the bus stop but he felt that it was wrong and awkward of him to ask as he felt Jimin's mother's gaze that had been burning onto his back for way too long.
Gathering up his heart, he turned around to look but when their gazes met, she just mumbled a small "Thank you" before turning away.
Later on when the doctors and nurses approached Jimin's bed, his mother followed silently as they wheeled him out. Hoseok followed too until, she thanked him again, slightly pushing on his shoulder.
The solid line between them as they met each others eyes made Hoseok feel as though he couldn't cross the line between Jimin and is mom, no matter how much he cared for Jimin.
So he stepped back and waited.
Much later, when his legs cramped from sitting and standing for a few hours constantly, he saw footstep approach .
He watched with baited breath as he saw Jimin's mother approach him again, no emotions carved into her age withered face.
She stopped next to him and looked down at him.
He wondered if he could turn back time with the next words she uttered.
"Jimin woke up."
"He doesn't remember anything about you."
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HARD CARRY HEY!
dunno why i said that but-
hey wanna hear a short poem?
roses are red,
violets are blue,
I like you guys suffering,
so i thought I should update part two ;)
-Authornim.
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Torpidity.(A Sope fanfic) #Wattys2018
FanfictionTorpidity; 'A deficiency in mental and physical alertness and activity.' WARNING; has angst. depression self harm highlight reel moments. Highest rankings; #1 yoonseok #1 highlightreel #1 abondon #1 sope
