Dating Jeon Jungkook [Jikook] || English Version

Chapter Twenty two

Jimin's POV

"Don't leave..." He whispered and I frozen on my spot, I slowly looked back at him.

"Don't leave me, Taehyung."

I immediately looked up at the pictures that were placed on the wall. I think he's calling his friend's name.

Taehyung. . .

I shifted my gaze and looks back at Jungkook. I move closer to check on him again, I noticed that he was sweating. I placed my hand on top of his forehead and I gasp. He's burning. I need to see Seokjin and informed him about Jungkook's condition.

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"Where have you been?" He asked me and I gulped, "Also, why are you sweating?" He asked again.

"H-hyung, I think Jungkook is not feeling well." I said instead of answering his question and he frowned in confusion, "I saw him earlier! He looks like he's sick and he's inside that room!" I pointed Jungkook's room.

"You went inside?" He asked me curiously and I shook my head.

"I-I'm not allowed to go inside right?" Seokjin looks like he was convince with my lies. I gave him a tight smile, pleading silently he won't ask me again.

"Right." He agreed, "Are you sure you're okay, Jimin?" I nodded and motioned him to go inside already because I'm really worried about Jungkook.

I walked inside my room. I forgot to mention, Seokjin and I decided to share in one bedroom while Hobi's roommate is Namjoon.

I climbed on my bed and settled myself comfortably, eyes fixed on the ceiling. I'm really not sure if the young man in the picture is Taehyung.

"Don't leave..."

"Don't leave me, Taehyung."

Jungkook looked so broken. . .

What if Taehyung is not just a friend? What if he's more than that? I bit my lower lip and shook my head. It's impossible... Seokjin and Hobi clearly said 'friend' not a lover.

After a few moments, the door suddenly opened and I looked at Seokjin. He gave me a faint smile and he slowly closed the door behind him. He scooted closer and sat down on the bed and I pushed myself up to sit down properly.

"Hey," I called out his attention because he looks like he was in deep thought. He looked at me, eyes watering. I frowned.

"What's wrong? Is he okay?" He gave me a small nod and hung his head low. I move closer and I placed my hand on his thighs and cock my head on the side.

"How about you, are you okay?" I asked him tone low and concern. He didn't answer me and stayed silent instead. I frowned and start to get worried.

"Jimin, I'm such a bad hyung." I was taken aback by his words. I shook my head immediately and hold his hands, giving him a slight squeeze. I gave him a sma ll smile but soon faded because he started crying, tears falling silently.

"This is my entire fault." He said, voice cracking. I cupped his face and tilted his head to look at me. But he shut his eyes tightly.