taehyung's shoulders shook with muffled sobs as he clung onto jimin's cold, limp, hand. "please wake up," he cried, unable to look at his ghostly boyfriend. "i'm so sorry. i'm so fucking sorry."
"your visiting times are over, sir." a nurse interrupted taehyung's crying session with a light tap on his shoulder. "i'm very sorry. if his condition gets worse, or better, we'll make sure to contact you immediately."
taehyung let out a sad sigh as he forced himself to stand up from the chair. he began to leave, his shoulders hunched and head drooping. he glanced back at the comatose love of his life; wires and tubes were strung out of his body like pieces of yarn. taehyung let another tear stream down his face as he headed out of the depressing, white room.
after taehyung had received jimin's messages, he had immediately ran over to jimin's apartment. it had been the scariest time of his life as he walked into jimin's father beating up his boyfriend. he had then called the police, who had obviously arrested jimin's father. jimin had been rushed to the hospital, but the doctors had surprised him with devastating news. jimin had suffered from multiple cracked ribs and a terrible concussion.
jimin was in critical condition. there was a chance he could die.
...
taehyung was depressed. his usual lively, bubbly mood had evaporated. he skipped all of his classes. he ignored all of his friends. he barely ate or slept; all he could think about jimin. jimin, jimin, jimin. it was all taehyung's fault that jimin was in a coma.
jimin, jimin, jimin. the name played in taehyung's mind, like a broken record player, every moment of the day. the only other thing that the tall boy did other than thinking about jimin was writing song lyrics about jimin. words popped up in his mind like daisies in a meadow.
jimin, jimin, jimin.
...
taehyung visited jimin in the hospital the next day. he seemed paler than the day before. taehyung absent-mindedly played with jimin's small fingers as he stared at the floor. "please," he begged, his voice a hoarse whisper. "please wake up."
jimin didn't respond. the only thing that signaled that he was still alive was the faint, unsteady beep of the heart monitor, positioned next to jimin's hospital bed.
jimin, jimin, jimin.
...
taehyung visited jimin for the third day. it drove him absolutely crazy that he couldn't hear his boyfriend's beautiful voice. he continued to talk to jimin as if nothing was wrong; he spoke about his life as if everything was normal, as if he wasn't starving himself, as if he wasn't depressed. the voice in the back of his mind kept replaying his name, over and over again.
jimin, jimin, jimin.
...
it was the fourth day. jimin had given no signs of life. the doctors had informed taehyung that after each day that jimin was in a coma, his chances of awakening got smaller and smaller. taehyung begged and begged, but jimin would not wake up.
jimin, jimin, jimin.
...
a week passed. taehyung remained either at the hospital or his apartment. his friends and family had attempted to reach out to him on multiple occasions, but he refused to speak to anyone. each day, taehyung continued to write his song, dedicated to jimin.
jimin, jimin, jimin.
...
two weeks passed. three. four. a month. taehyung's outlook on life grew bleaker and bleaker as each day passed. he visited jimin for the millionth time and held his hand, kissed his lips, and begged for him to wake up. as usual, nothing happened.
"i wrote a song for you while you were in a coma," taehyung murmured and squeezed, hoping that jimin could hear him. "do you want to hear it?"
knowing he wouldn't get a response, taehyung took a shaky breath. he closed his eyes and let his soft, deep voice resonate through the room. he began to sing.
i wrote a long letter
to the moon one day
it isn't brighter than you but
i lit a small candle
the nameless bird that sings
in the park at dawn
where are you
oh you
why are you crying
it's only me and you here
me and you
oh you
your singing voice,
that follows deep into the night,
brings the scarlet morning
one step, then another step
dawn passes by and
when that moon falls asleep,
then the blue light that was with me
disappears
today, too, i go on living just enough
keeping in step, wearing my feet out just enough
the sun makes me breathless
the world has stripped me of all i have
without a choice, with no other alternative,
under the moonlight i am picking up my scattered self
i call you moonchild
we are the children of the moon
we draw breath from the cold air of dawn
yes we're livin and dyin at the same time
but right now it's alright to open your eyes
because like any movie, like any dialogue
the whole world is blue under the moonlight
the nameless bird that sings
in the park at dawn
where are you
oh you
why are you crying
it's only you and me here
me and you
oh you
your singing voice,
that follows deep into the night,
brings the scarlet morning
one step, then another step
dawn passes by and
when that moon falls asleep,
then the blue light that was with me
disappears
your singing voice,
that follows deep into the night,
brings the scarlet morning
one step, then another step
dawn passes by and
when that moon falls asleep,
then the blue light that was with me
disappears
dawn passes by and
when that moon falls asleep,
the blue light that was with me
taehyung exhaled slowly as he finished his song, still clutching onto jimin's cold hand. "did you like it?"
a small smile appeared on jimin's face as he gave taehyung's clammy hand a soft squeeze. taehyung's stomach flipped upside down as he watched his boyfriend; all hope that he had lost over the last month flooded back to him. jimin let out a shaky breath as he went limp again, as if he had used up all of his energy to perform those two actions. that was enough for taehyung. he returned home and called all of his friends and family, his signature grin painted on his face for the first time in weeks.
...
that night, as taehyung peacefully fell asleep, jimin's heart monitor flatlined.
