Twenty Seven

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"He looks so peaceful," Namjoon commented, looking at Jungkook. Jin rolled his eyes and scoffed at the younger boy, annoyed with his statement. Slapping Namjoon' sheaf, Jin replies, "Yahh! We have no time for your horrible comments, Namjoon!"

Rubbing the back of his head, Namjoon mumbled a quiet "my bad." I ignored everyone, tuning them all out to hear the heart monitor and see Jungkook's beautiful face. I walked over to the side of the bed and bent down, closest to Jungkook's face. I whispered quietly, "Baby, I miss you. Can you please wake up? For me? I need you. Please. Please, baby."

I was about to leave a kiss on the other's forehead when I heard a small clearing of the throat across the room. I whipped my head quickly to that direction, only to see Hoseok looking dead at me with sad eyes. I could tell that he really loved Jungkook, but I wasn't letting him take Jungkook away from me.

Not again. Not ever again.

I looked back down at Jungkook and let my forehead fall right onto his and letting my hands intertwine with the younger's, I mumbled an, "I love you, Jungkook-ah." The whole room was quiet, nobody spoke and nobody moved. Except me. "Please come back to us, Jungkook, please. We all love you, we all care. We need you. Please, darling."

The monitor's heart race started to pick up, and I realized that Jungkook could hear me. He was getting closer to consciousness.

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