Hush //Jimin FF

Chapter 50

You rushed into the hospital room, where the information desk had told you that Sira was, wearing some old skinny blue jeans and a green v necklace tight shirt .

"Sira! " You exclaimed, now out of breath as you looked at her that had now her left arm wrapped in white plaster.

"What happened to you?! The hell are you wearing. Ew!" She distorted her face while looking up and down at the obviously outdated clothes and unmatched combination.

"Seriously! How are my clothes more important right this moment!" You yelled at her, not having the time to explain anything, knowing well that you had to come up with some kind of lie for whatever explanation you had to give.

You couldn't say that those were the clothes that an ex maid of jimin had left behind and he hadn't bothered to throw them, but kept them in a room, together with whatever object that he possessed, that had happened to get broken or damaged in any way, over the years. He keeps everything, with the simple excuse that he gets attached to them even after they have no use for him anymore. Or at least, that's what he had told you when you asked him, on your way to the hospital, as he had offered you a lift.

"I am fine , okay! Yesterday night was just, different from usual . I wanted to call you but it was late, so i waited till morning  cause i didn't want to wake you up." Sira explained making your eyes grow wide at her words.

You couldn't believe that she had gone through all this alone just to not wake you up.

This idiot!

" What sleep are you talking about?!! You should have called me immediately. You know i would have come!" You told her, your worry obvious on the tone of your voice as well as on your eyes that were looking at her broken arm with sadness.

"Okay, okay. Don't scold me, just give me a hug already." She opened her right arm inviting you in for a hug, in which you didn't hesitate to throw yourself into, whispering to her ear, that she was an idiot while keeping her in your embrace tightly.

"I know. I will be more careful from now on. I will pay more attention while crossing the road. I promise." She whispered behind your back, before burring her face on your neck, displaying how obviously scared she really was.

She had gotten into a car accident yesterday night, thankfully for all, the driver wasn't driving in high speed, making the collusion more minimal and giving her miraculously only a broken arm and some minor scratches.

She was conscious all the time, while the man helped her and send her to the hospital, apologizing to her a million times till they had reached there, even though it wasn't really his fault but hers, that had left herself get distracted with a sight that had caught her by surprise.

"Did you called your parents yet?" You asked her, knowing already everything about what kind of accident she had gotten into as you were talking to her on the phone for almost half the ride till you got to the hospital, bombarding her with questions that she couldn't escape but answer them for you.

You were really mad at her to say the least. Being out late alone was one thing but being careless was something that wasn't her thing and was also something you weren't going to tolerate, especially if it's to get her life at risk.

You don't even want to think of all the other possibilities that these accident could have ended. Thank God, luck was on her side this time.

"They have left for a three days trip. There is no point in letting them know. It will only worry them more." She responded, making you nod your head in agreement as she had a point.

Knowing Sira's parents they would immediately drop everything and come plus they would be super protective and controlling over her after they find out. They are just, too much sometimes but always out of love and care.

"How much longer do you have to stay here?"

"The doctor said i can go."She responded, getting her feet at one side of the bed and getting up, your hands grabbing a hold of her arm for support.

" Good, you will come stay with me till your parents return then. "You told her and she parted her lips, probably ready to say something in denial but you didn't gave her that chance, as you put your hand over her mouth.

" Shut up. It was not a choice. It's an order. "You gave her a stern look as you pulled back your hand and she smiled, while wrapping her right hand on your waist, pulling you in another hug.

" I am so lucky to have you, Y/N"

---Time skip---

Taehyung was lost in his thoughts as he was getting out of the auditorium, together with many more students, that some were passing him by and some were still behind him.

His mind traveling to the events of last night, to his thoughts and feelings that were bitter than ever before, regarding this endless game of revenge with his brother.

He wanted to win, he wanted to hurt him so badly. To give him a taste of the pain he had put him through with his betrayal. That's all he had wanted to do till yesterday.

Every victory would feel so great, every women that he had stolen from him would give a feeling of satisfaction to him. All except SeonGi.

Not that she wasn't beautiful. Not that she wasn't good enough. She was actually to good of a girl to accept a one night stand with a practical stranger as he was to her, however she did because he had taken advantage of her weak moment and he knew that, that fact didn't made him the best person ever.

He should be feeling like an asshole, however that wasn't exactly it. And what he was feeling was far away from guilt. It was emptiness and that was scary.

As he was walking in the hall, he suddenly spotted Jimin, talking with another professor, his typical professional smile on his lips, as they were heading towards the teacher's offices.

At the sight, Taehyung found himself smiling as well but for another reason and that was because he had to do what he always does after taking away something his.

He had to inform him about it. With a smile of accomplishment spread across his face, watching his own, distort in surprise, before growing cold, locking every bit of emotion inside him, presenting him his poker face and a stone cold gaze, followed by the same phrase.

"Get out"

Taehyung then would laugh, doing what his brother had told him, satisfaction as well as disappointment battling in his heart.

This time, he hoped that things would be different, that Jimin's poker face would shatter, letting him see the pain that he is hiding from him.

Letting him see his sorrow, because Taehyung was curious to see, if at that moment, he would feel satisfied or hurt.

So he could know, if he truly hated him, or not.

---To be continued....

Author's Note :

Hello guys ~~~

Do you believe that this book just reached 10K!!

I am speechless, honestly i don't even know what to do with myself 😂

Thank you so much for your support and encouragement and love that you show for this story.

I wanted to apologize for all the typos that might have hurt your eyes while reading this chapters (i don't proof read often ) 😂😂

Also i wanted to apologize for baring with my late updates. (unfortunately i can't promise that it can get better)

As a thank you to you all i have decided to give you a small reward. I will make a fan art of professor Jimin of hush😂

Please look forward to it, i really hope it turns out well.

Once again thank you all for this miracle 10K~~

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