hallucinating - jikook

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Everything suddenly felt as if it was in slow motion as he reciprocated the warm embrace. Jimin felt awful for assuming such a thing, he could feel the guilt build up in him and started to have tears streaming down his face as well. Jimin had only now realized his shivering from before was now completely gone, and made sure to do this more often. The elder slowly rubbed Jungkook's back, waiting for his breathing to get back to normal—instead of having deep huffs of breath.

"J-Jungkookie-ah," Jimin whispered hesitantly, hoping the taller would at least somewhat hear him, "I-I'm so sorry..." he trailed off, voice cracking at the last word, but he couldn't care less in this situation. Almost immediately Jungkook's breathing was back to normal as the shorter spoke those words, mentally sighing in relief. However, once Jungkook realized how sincere Jimin sounded towards him, it wasn't long when he began letting out even heavier tears and sobs.

Jimin only assumed that Jungkook couldn't hear him, but that thought was soon gone when Jungkook let out a quiet, "thank you, Hyung," under his breath. Jimin was so caught up in the moment—bawling his heart out— he didn't realize the fact that his breathing was starting to get heavier, and heavier. This obviously didn't go unnoticed by Jungkook.

Jimin took a step back away from the younger, him not knowing what was happening, but Jimin knew very well what this was.

"Jimin-Hyung...?" Jungkook took a step forward, the elder facing away and coughing that sounded as if it were to never stop. Jimin put a hand on the side of the bench, slightly leaning over and covering his mouth as he coughed. It wasn't long before his face turned pale and his lips turned blue. Jungkook was starting to panic, debating whether he should call for the ambulance or not. He was conflicted though because he knew it wouldn't get here fast enough.

Jungkook remembered seeing his brother having the same symptoms as Jimin was now, and tried to remember what was done. He soon realized Jimin was having an asthma attack, and became aware that he should have an inhaler if he has asthma.

He rushed over to the elder, reaching his hands into Jimin's baggy pockets in search of an inhaler. He was honestly surprised to find one in there, but was internally grateful. Jungkook became calm, as he knew remaining calm would be the best thing to do right now.

The taller put his hand on the smaller's waist, placing him down on the bench, trying to ignore that Jimin was now rapidly breathing. He held the inhaler in his hand and placed it into Jimin's mouth, swallowing thickly at his action. "Hyung, breathe." Jungkook replied, Jimin obeying.

He took a few huffs of his inhaler. Jungkook was so worried if he had made the right choice or not. Tears were starting to build up in his eyes, threatening to fall, but he wouldn't dare let it happen.

After Jimin had used his inhaler he felt a lot better. The only issue was the tightness in his chest—but that wasn't because of the asthma.
"Jimin-Hyung!" Jungkook barely shouted, standing on his knees in front of the elder and gripping Jimin's knees. He looked exhausted—which he was, but forced a smile on his face, only to make Jungkook worry even more. Questions were starting to crowd in his mind, did I do it wrong? Where is he still hurting? How can I mess up something like this... He thought, looking down to the ground.

Jimin more or less knew why he had an attack. Firstly being, that he hadn't had one in a while anyways, and second being the fact that he hasn't been around any strong smells—mostly cigarettes because of his sketchy neighbourhood. He glanced around in search of the cause, soon finding the person—it was one of his neighbours who had hated him and knew quite well of his asthma.

He was extremely glad that Jungkook was here, because if he wasn't, Jimin would surely be passed out by now. He put his hands on Jungkook's shoulder, causing him to look up at him almost immediately. Jimin had never seen such a worried face in his life, which made him feel even more thankful for him.

The smaller put his small, chubby hands on his forehead under his bangs and pushing his hair back. At first the younger was surprised, but was replaced with a small smile that he tried to hide by looking to the side, but Jimin just faced him right back forwards him. "Thank you," he smiled, "really." With this said, it took a whole lot of weight off of his shoulders, and exhaled in relief.

The bench was facing the direction of the house—which Jungkook couldn't see. It was hard to tell but as the elder glanced towards his house, he could spot a figure walking towards them. He figured it was probably his brother, realizing that Jimin was gone.

The figure soon appeared from behind the younger, "Hyung," he said softly. Jungkook froze, not knowing what to think. He recognized this voice all too well—a voice he never wanted to hear again. Chills ran down his back as he couldn't face the person behind him—rather, he especially didn't want to be seen by him. Jungkook was hoping he heard wrong. He didn't know what to expect, what was their relationship? The more he thought about it, Jihyun did look extremely familiar.

Behind Jungkook, Jihyun stood there—slouching. Angry he had to go out and retrieve his older brother. Jimin glanced at Jungkook in front of him. He noticed the look of despair on his face. Perhaps this was another new side that Jimin had never seen before. He was just confused as to why Jungkook had this look. Jungkook was starting to break out into a cold sweat, still frozen in place.

Jungkook had thought about running for it and speeding away in his car, but his legs just weren't working. Jimin, on the other hand, had totally forgotten of the real reason he had to come home in the first place.

Move.

Move.

Just move your damn legs Jungkook. He thought, glancing up to the elder, making eye-contact. Jimin looked at him worriedly, furrowing his eyebrows, eyes almost squinting. Then the voice behind Jungkook was heard once again, "Oh? Who's this?" Jihyun smirked, the eldest looking up to him as he spoke. The smirk was extremely familiar to Jimin, he felt as if he's seen Jihyun like this before.

They were brothers after all.

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yall im so sorry for not posting in a month,, but ill prolly double update td