Misconception | •Yoonmin• [REWORKING]

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Yoongi POV"

His mother screamed out at the scene before her, not expecting to wake up to such news only to have to go and witness it. I watched as she tried to get into the room while some doctors rushed out "What's wrong with my son!"

There were other doctors who were making their way over, trying to push Jimin's mother out of the way, making sure that she was gonna stay out of their way while they were going to do what they could do to help Jimin.

"Ma'am, we need you to please stay out of the way, we're doing what we can to help your son." and with those last words from the doctor, he walked back into the room and shut the door. We all then walked away from the front of the door and took a seat on the side, waiting and hoping that everything would turn out alright with the whole situation.

After a while of waiting, and hoping, the doctor finally opened the door and walked out of the room. Jimin's parents immediately stood up and confronted the doctor. "How is he? Is he alright? His father asked with growing concern while I stood behind the couple.

"Yes your son is fine, the reason he passed out was because of a lack of proper eating habits and slight dehydration." His mom had nothing to say, she stood there kinda dazed before walking into the room wer Jimin was resting. I followed behind them, gasping out slightly seeing him hooked up to the machines.

Stopping by his bedside, my eyes scanned his figure, sleeping at the moment while his chest rose and fell as he let out breaths before taking them in again. "I've never seen him like this, why does he keep lying." I spoke out softly, hoping that I would get an answer.

"Lying? What do you mean?" I looked up and saw as his mother looked at me confused, searching for an answer. At that moment, I was thinking back to those times when he would act strange and blow everything off like it was a joke.

"Well he'd be acting kinda awkward and then tell me nothing was going on." My eyes traveled from his mom to his dad, waiting to see if either of them had some sort of explanation or something they had to mention. I didn't get what I was looking for and just watched as they looked at each other before sighing out.

"Yoongi, we're confused too." his father spoke out almost inaudibly as his gaze returned to the weakened state of his son.

-Time skip: 3 months-

Several months had passed. Ever since that time I saw Jimin hospitalized, he was released but the began to isolate himself, resulting in me not seeing him as often. Jimin and I had the type of friendship where we wouldn't go one day without seeing each other, I mean yeah we were neighbors but that doesn't determine anything.

I once again attempted to call his cell. I dialed his number and waited for the screen to change before bringing the phone up to my ear, listening for the dialing tone. After a few seconds, I began to hear the dialing tone as I waited for him to pick up.

Shortly the line was cut off leaving me confused. I took the phone away from my ear and then punched in the numbers again before pressing the call button. I once again waited for the screen to change and then brought it up to my ear. Hearing the dialing, I paced around my room waiting for the line to connect, waiting for him to pick up an answer.

The ringing continued only for me to get no answer "Please leave a mes-" I cut the line before I could hear that same message for the millionth time. I've left many messages after all these rejected calls only not to get a reply back.

It went from getting replies which were always some type of excuse, to not getting anything at all and now it was leaving me worried, I haven't really heard much from his parents either. Making my decision, I grabbed my stuff and headed out of my house, heading towards his house. Walking up the stairs, I rang the doorbell and waited, tapping my foot on the ground anxiously.

I heard footsteps on the other side and shortly after it a clicking of locks followed. "Oh Yoongi, been some time hasn't it." he asked so casually. Looking up at his he looked tired and stressed, almost like he was suffering.

"Yeah it has, but um can I see Jimin? I wanna talk to him." I asked hoping that he would be my ticket towards Jimin.

"Ah he's sleeping right now." he shifted in position, seeming uncomfortable as he awkwardly leaned against the door.

"Well, can I check on him." his father shook his head as he tried to come up with another excuse. Finally having enough with excuses, I barged my way through and dashed upstairs while his father called out to me. Making it to his door, I swung it open "Jimin!"

"Yoongi!"