Prize of the Gang War - a BTS fan fiction

Get Better

We burst through the door of our apartment to see the boys sitting around looking grim.
This just makes me even more scared.

"Where is he?"
Jimin yells, frantic. His eyes dart around the room and Namjoon gets up, walking towards us before pulling Jimin into his arms.

"It's okay... He's with Jin getting treatment. The bullet lodged in a non vital area of his thigh. We're lucky it's not inffected..."
His words are sure and truthful but calming as he rubs Jimin's back.
The tears I had managed to subside start to fall.

I wipe them away quietly. Taehyung notices my distress and walks over to me, pulling through the apartment into a bedroom where Jungkook is lying unconscious on a bed.
Jin is cleaning up what looks to be a needle used for stitches and places it on a small tray before walking over to us.

"He'll be fine. He will have to be off his leg for a while but he'll make a full recovery..."
He is so professional but I can see that he's in pain. It's hard seeing someone you love hurt, I would know...

I quickly hug Jin who hesitates for a second before hugging me back tightly.
I can physically feel him trying not to cry.

He pulls away as on single tear falls from his eye. He whips it away quickly and smiles the least convincing smile ever.

"I have to inform the boys on Jungkook's situation... Call me when he wakes up..."
Jin gives me one last smile before looking up to Taehyung, moving his head as a it's time to go gesture.

Taehyung nods and I walk over to Jungkook's bed. It's one of three so I guess Taehyung and Jimin sleep in this room too...
I kneel next to his bed because there's not seat there and caress his arm.

"Hey, bunny~"
I say, barley a whisper because I don't want to wake him. My voice wavers slightly with unshed tears.
"How'd you do it? You're so strong and cool... Were you alone? Was it Jackson or his men?"

I bite my lip and sigh. There's no point asking him this now, he's injured...
"It's just that... I feel like its my fault Y'know?"

I try for a laugh but it turns into a sob instead. The tears fall like a leaking faucet.
I try to calm myself down.
"You're too handsome and funny and kind to die... Don't go looking for trouble... I don't know why you're in this gang but... I really wish you weren't... I wish all of you weren't. I wish I had met you some other way or you just be my neighbor... But most of all, Jungkook, I want you to be okay..."

I look at him, his face slightly contorted in pain but still peacefully sleeping. I sigh once more before kissing the top of his head.

"Get better, little bunny..."
I say, reaching out to hold his hand. Watching and waiting, just in case he wakes up and want a glass of water or food or something.
It was never my idea to fall asleep his my lips against his hand.

***

"Y/n.. Y/n!"
I'm woken from my slumber as someone lightly shakes my shoulder. It's Jin.

He smiles at me kindly after seeing I'm awake.
I make a grunt that kind of resembles a good morning broke realizing where I am.

I quickly turn to look at Jungkook who is still sleeping and take a deep breath. His face is a little more comfortable and I pray that vindictive of hows he's feeling...

"Dinners ready... After that you can come in here and stay with him... I've already eaten mine so I look over him for a bit..."
Jin says, a light hand on my shoulder.

I normally feel so much better when I wake up after crying but there's a huge weight on my chest that I know won't rise until Jungkook is better.
I want to stay with him, but there's no point in starving myself.