Frowning, I wake up in the middle of the night with a really bad feeling. Bolting upright in bed, I find that I'm all alone. Looking over at his bathroom, my breathing picks up when I see the light on.
Rushing as fast as I can, I race to the bathroom to push the door open. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I fall to the floor at the sight before me. Jimin barely moves in response, just hardly managing to look up at me.
"I'm sorry, Jing. I love you, butterfly." He just barely whispers. Pulling off the hoodie I'm wearing, I wrap it around his left forearm before yanking a towel down from the shower curtain rail where it'd been drying to wrap it around his torso.
"No. No, Jiminie! No, you can't do this. Baby, please don't do this." I cry, lifting him up and running out. All of the boys are just entering the hallway when I rush out with a barely conscious dark haired boy. I hear one pair of footsteps race behind to follow me while the rest hurry back into their rooms.
I don't bother slipping on shoes, running out to my truck and carefully putting him in the backseat as Jin hops in the passenger seat. Flying down the empty roads as fast as I can, I rush us to the hospital with Jin's hand on my shoulder. I've got tears rushing down my cheeks like a waterfall as I drive, feeling like I'm not going to make it in time.
When we get there, I throw my truck in park and grab Jimin out of the back while Jin moves over to take the wheel so that he can go park. Running in the emergency entrance, I scream for help as I fall to my knees in tears. I don't have any energy for any of what I've just accomplished.
Almost instantly, he's taken from me and rushed down the hall on a gurney. I try to hurry after them, but a couple nurses hold me back. Knowing I'm no match for them in any sort of way at the moment, I fall to my knees again as I begin sobbing. I'm soon picked up, knowing it's Jin as he carries me to a waiting room. Sobbing my heart out with no energy left at all, I soon cry myself to sleep.
I have no idea how long I'm out for before I snap awake with a nightmare of his words haunting me. Looking around me with tears already falling, Jin holds me tightly to him before I can to anything. Beginning to cry again, he hushes me.
"It's okay, Jing. It's okay. The doctors got him stabilized. He's alive, Jing. It's okay." He tells me softly. My eyes widen at the information as I look up at him through tears.
"Jin,... There was so much blood... God,... I don't know how I didn't wake up to him moving, Jin. This is all my fault. It's all my fault. Damn it, I should've been awake when he got up. I should've known. I should've fucking known." I cry out, my voice raising in volume as I speak.
"Kim Saejing, this is not your fault. Don't you dare blame yourself for this. Nobody is at fault for this. Not a single person. Do you understand? Not your fault. Don't do that to yourself." Yoongi scolds me from beside Jin. I just silence myself as I rest my head on my brothers chest.
"Jing? We found this in his room... He left it on his desk." Jungkook says softly, getting up from his chair across from me to hand me a folded paper. Tae gets up with him to hand me my bag in case I need anything from it along with one of Jiminie's hoodies.
Hesitating with the paper, I pull my phone out to check the time. Tears fill my eyes all over again when I find that I've got a video message from the boy. Biting my trembling lip, I look up at Jin who simply nods his head before I open it and press play.
"Jing, I... I'm so sorry, baby. I... I need you to know that I really truly do love you. I really don't want to leave you. I've loved every second of having you around in my life, Jing... I've appreciated every single time you've been there for me, in the past and recently... You know as well as I do how much pressure we both go through with everything. How sensitive the both of us are to all of the hate we get... I just... The hate itself has been bad enough, which I'm sure you know. But,... I'm sorry, baby. I can't watch you die too... I love you so much Kim Saejing." He cries throughout the entire video, his voice occasionally cracking as he speaks.

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Fixing Us
FanfictionJimin has always been the most sensitive person in the band, they all know it. He's pushed himself to the limits before and it's weighed on all of their minds since that day. What they don't know are many pieces and parts of the young boys past. Sa...