Fixing Us

Chapter 3: Hospital Visit

Biting my lip, I try to ignore the swirling thoughts as I head to the hospital. I wasn't able to get to the hospital yesterday before visiting hours were over so I'm on my way there this morning.

The hangover I have this morning is killer but I just ignore that. I had to improvise my performance last night after I'd tripped on stage. To say the others and my manager were beyond pissed with me for it would be an understatement.

I didn't even stay long enough this morning to see the others get up. Since visiting hours start at eight again, I'm attempting to get there at that exact time. They ended up having to let the rest of BTS stay in the hospital room with Jimin last night as they all apparently begged, which is the only reason I know they'll be there when I get there.

Swinging into a parking spot quickly, I throw it in park and grab my bag. I'd made breakfast for everyone this morning and decided to make BTS some breakfast wraps so that they wouldn't have to eat the hospital food. Pulling out my phone, I double check where the room is as I head inside.

Knocking softly on the door when I get there, I'm five minutes after visiting hours started. Opening the door quietly, I step in to find half of them awake and the other have fast asleep.

"Hey." One of them greets quietly with a small smile. I return it, nodding my head in response. Closing the door softly behind me, I open up my bag and grab out the breakfast wraps I'd made for them.

"You didn't have to do that." Another one of the three awake boys speaks with a tired smile.

"Figured you guys wouldn't want to be eating hospital food if you can help it. Besides, I was already making breakfasts at the time." I shrug, handing the three their food.

"So, we never properly introduced ourselves yesterday with all the rush and worry. I'm Jin." The boy who'd stood when I came in speaks with a smile. He'd been the one who'd texted me about how Jimin was doing last night.

"I'm Namjoon." The other boy who'd spoken this morning says next.

"And, I'm Jungkook. Though, you can call me Kookie if you'd like. That's Yoongi, Taehyung though he tends to go by Tae, and Hoseok or by his stage name, J-Hope." The last boy explains. I nod at all of them.

"Saejing." I tell them my name as I walk over to the side of Jimin's bed.

"You'll have to forgive the others. They were up the first half of the night watching him which is why they're all asleep at the moment." Namjoon explains. I just nod again as I look over the boy laying in bed.

"He's not woken up yet. Though, the doctors have said that he's okay and doesn't have a concussion. After he wakes up, they just want to check vitals and then he can be released." Jungkook informs me, noticing where my attention is. I just nod once more.

"So, how'd you say you knew Jimin again?" Jin asks curiously as he takes his seat once more.

"We went to school together." I answer shortly. They all nod their heads in response and the room falls silent again. Though, a few minutes later I notice Jimin begin to furrow his eyebrows as he slowly starts tossing and turning.

"Jimin. Jiminie, you need to wake up. Jiminie, it's just a dream, it's okay." I whisper to the unconscious boy as I gently push his hair off his forehead. He turns his head towards where my hand had touched him, and I run a hand through his hair to wake him up. He'd always been sensitive to touch in order to wake up. And just as I suspected, his tossing stops as his eyes flutter open.

"What- what's going - why am I - where's my -" He keeps cutting himself off as he slowly pulls himself up to look around.

"Jiminie, calm down. It's okay, it was just a dream. You're at the hospital right now. That was years ago." I whisper, the three other conscious boys watching our interaction in curiosity. Jimin looks up at me, his breathing calming for a moment before the tears begin.