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"This coffee tastes like shit." Seokjin mutters to himself before grabbing his plastic bag full of snacks and drinks for the rest of the boys. He sent Namjoon off to find blankets and pillows, while he pays for their food and drinks.
"Hyung! I got blankets and pillows." Namjoon yells while running to Seokjin.
"Good, let's go back." Seokjin says before starting to walk away from the cafeteria and up the stairs. Namjoon follows in a rush, grabbing his own plastic bag and following his Hyung.
"You think he's gonna be okay?" Seokjin suddenly hears Namjoon ask. Honestly, he has no clue and it's frustrating. He likes to be in control; the person everyone can rely on for information, and now he feels so helpless. The only thing he can do is pray for Hoseok's safety and that fucking infuriates him.
"I have no idea, Namjoon. We can only pray." And after that, it's silent between the two boys.
...
"Yoongi, please, stop bitting your nails." Jimin mutters before forcefully ripping his friend's finger out of his mouth.
"Sorry." Yoongi whispers, unintentionally curling into himself. Not only is he worried for Hoseok but he's surrounded by all these nurses and doctors, and it's giving him really bad anxiety. He's tried his regular breathing exercises but they've been ineffective. Jimin sighs before pulling Yoongi off a sleeping Jungkook's lap, and wraps his own arms around him.
"Hey, we're back." Three heads turn to look at the two people entering the room (Jungkook sleeping and Hoseok, well, he's in a coma.) Taehyung jumps up and runs into Namjoon's arms, although everyone else didn't even bat an eye. They're all use to the skin ship between their two friends.
Taehyung tightens his told on Namjoon, his anxiety suddenly disappearing. He and Hoseok had always been close, and he wouldn't have ever guessed his best friend was dealing with so much demons to try and commit suicide.
Seokjin takes a deep breath before handing the bags of snacks, blankets, and pillows to Jimin.
"I have class early in the morning so I'm gonna go home." Seokjin says to no one in particular. Jimin whips his head back to facing Seokjin, his neck cramping from the strain.
"What the fuck?" Jimin looks at his friends with a scowl. How could his Hyung just leave? Hoseok was in a coma for crying-out-loud, and honestly Jimin hadn't seen his Hyung care that much since they'd found out about Hoseok. Does he not have any concern for Hoseok?
