Without Regrets | PJM ✓

14 | FOURTEEN

"Hey, Jimin-ssi. How long are you going to keep pushing back your date of surgery? It has been a while now, you know," Taehyung questioned as he look directly at Jimin's brown orbs. Concern and worry filled his emotion, which is really obvious, and clearly visible to the other young doctor who currently are seated across him.

"Just wait. I will. Don't worry," Jimin simply replied, always the same answer to the same question. In response, Taehyung shook his head lightly from left to right as he fixed his sitting position on the chair and a small sigh left his mouth. A look of disbelief and disapproval can be seen filling up the emotion he had plastered on his face.

It has been almost two months since Jimin last told him about the tumor he had. But only about whether the tumor size increased or not. Never touching the topic of the removal. He really wanted to know why he kept on pushing back the date of his surgery, when he clearly was aware of how dangerous the cyst was to him. He wanted to ask him again, but immediately stopped himself as he knew that the other would only give him the same answer consisting of 'I wills and laters.' Just like what he did earlier.

A heavy sigh erupted from Taehyung's mouth again after some seconds of silence between the both of them. "Why are you answering my question like this is totally normal for you? As if this is just a small thing? Bro, you're suffering brain tumor! Glioblastoma to be exact! You know how dangerous it is, right? How fatal it is?" The tone of his voice raising a bit, totally contrasting his previous monotone as the sentences escaped from between his lips.

"Yes, i know, i'm aware of it," Jimin replied calmly, taking a sip on his banana milk from the carton. "I will undergo the surgery. I promise i will. Just, not now,"

Taehyung lets out a deep sigh again, for the third time, filled with frustration. "Why are you talking as if this is just a small matter?" He whispered the question for the second time. It was barely audible, but still loud enough for Jimin to hear it from his seat across him. "Aren't you scared? Don't you have any worries for your own health?"

"Taehyung-ah. Even if i die, at least i know i've help patients to continue their lives healthily. I have no regrets, at all. If i was destined to die early, then i will accept it without any hesitations. All humans are fated to die, Taehyung-ah. It is just the matter of time- when it will happen to us," Jimin stated calmly, his lips stretched into a small smile.

Taehyung eyes widen a bit at his sentences. "Yah, w-why are you saying l-like t-that?" He started to stutter, taking his lower lips between his teeth and chew on them. A habit he always had whenever he's nervous or scared.

"It's the truth. And why're you stuttering? Are you scared of losing me?" Jimin teased, his thick lips now curled up into a smirk as he look at the man seated across him.

"You fool! Of course I am worried, and scared." responded Taehyung, setting his glass down on the table. "Stupid." Taehyung mumbled and lowered his head, staring at his shoes.

"I'm going to discuss about the surgery with Doctor Kang tomorrow. Hopefully it is not too late for me to undergo the surgery. Or else-"

"Yah!" Taehyung cut him off as his eyes that is flooded with tears becomes visible to Jimin's eyes.

"Wha- Yah! Why are you crying?" Jimin questioned, standing up to quickly go to Taehyung's side.

His waist was immediately embraced by the other male, resting his head on his stomach as he softly cried. "Don't leave me. You're the bestest friend that i've ever had in this world. D-don't l-leave me like how my mom d-did."

Jimin caressed Taehyung's head, "I won't. Don't worry. I'll be okay, i'll be back to normal and i'll not be sick,"

Taehyung looked up with his beady eyes, "Promise?"

If it wasn't in this kind of situation, he would've say the man was cute with his face right now. But he knew that it is not suitable to tell him that, considering the memories of his late mother filled his mind. A strike of realization hit Jimin as he remembered that the lady died due to brain tumor. It totally explained why Taehyung insisted that he need to undergo the surgery.

Looking down on his friend's face, Jimin smiled at him and wiped his tears with the end of his sleeve. The other male still looked up, waiting for his answer.

"I promise."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Don't you think it's weird? It looks short, but when you look at the bottom right corner, it says that it was 810 words (except author's note). This chapter is probably the longest one i've ever written for this book.

Anyways, what do you think about this chapter? Crappy isn't it? I'm totally sorry for that, i promise to write a better chapter for the next one.

Borahae~💜🙆🏻

By the way, what do you think of the new covers?