The Air We Breathe || JUNGKOOK

Chapter 12

Jungkook's POV

"I don't know Hyung." I say trying to depict between the thousands of suits inside the Gucci store we were at.

"Come on Jungkook. This is THE place to get the BEST suits. How do you not have an idea of what you even want?" Taehyung responds making my eyes roll up to the heavens.

I looked at my watch. The hospital only gave Taehyung a 3 hour permit to let me outside of the hospital to not risk anything happening. Although Taehyung is a real pain in the rear when it came to clothes shopping.

I was having fun

Taehyung is like a mom choosing her sons outfit for the first day of kindergarten.

"Look at this one!" He exclaims taking a silky gold  suit off the hanger holding it up to my body.

"Hyung. Gold isn't my color." I reply looking around, until my eyes landed on a nice and sophisticated black suit. "That one Hyung. That one is perfect." I smile walking over to it taking it down.

"But Jungkookieeee. We need more oomph. Will you at least let me pick the shoes?" He asks crosssing his arms and forming his lips into a pout. I roll my eyes and adjust the mask over my face.

"Yeah yeah. Just NO fur, last time I had some sort of reaction to the Gucci rabbit slippers you bought me." I say moving towards the counter to pay for the suit as Taehyung makes his way to the shoe section.

There's no way we are leaving in time with a wild Taehyung inside a Gucci store.

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"Y/N......" I hear a voice in a distant and a hand placed on my shoulder, slightly shaking me awake. My eyes open slightly and find myself staring back at a messy haired Jimin smiling down at me.

"Good morninggggg." He says squishing my cheeks with his hands as I yawn, rubbing my eyes. I look out the window to see that the sun is just starting to rise. "Jimin.. why are you waking me up when the sun is rising? What time even is it?" I groan shoving Jimin in the chest so he is out of my face. "Dang, you got some strength." He says rubbing his chest, and going over to set my outfit for the day on the foot of my bed.

I lift my head off the pillow and roll over, not aware of the edge of my bed, causing me to face plant on the floor and my oxygen tube to yank off my face. "Oww." I say looking up at Jimin whose hand is over his mouth trying not to laugh at my stupidness.

"Not a morning person?" He asks, holding out his hand which I reluctantly take. He hoists me up with one hand making my breath hitch out of surprise due to how strong he is.

"No. I always stay up too late." I groan, remembering the past couple of late nights I've had with Jungkook on the roof, and blushing at the thought.

"You're blushing Y/N. Certain someone on your mind?" Jimin asks raising his eyebrow mocking me and I shove him in the chest again. "I'm only kidding! Gosh! Get dressed and get your shoes on. We are getting your medications for the day and going out." He says pulling out his phone, quickly texting someone, then returning his look to me.

"Out? As in around the hospital?" I ask, my voice still raspy from waking up not too long ago. His eyebrows move closer together, as he questions me with a look.

"Um, no? I mean like out out. Like to the mall." He says adjusting his gold chain around his neck. 

For someone who had 2 PhD's at 24, he seems pretty calm and, surprisingly fashionable. I'm not complaining, shut up Y/N.

"Why?" I ask, going over to my dresser, picking up my brush and running it through my rats nest of hair as I look at Jimin in the mirror scrolling through his phone. "I already have a dress chosen for you for tonight." He smiles at me. I raise my eyebrow. "For the dance? I was just planning on wearing black jeans and a nice shirt." I reply shrugging my shoulders.

He places his hand on his chest as if he was hurt and gasped. "For a DANCE? Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, you know Taehyung right?" He asks me and I nod.

"I overheard him saying he was going to take Jungkook to Gucci to get him a suit." He says.

Oh fuck, good luck Jungkook, Taehyung is a Gucci freak.

"Ok, ready?" Jimin asks putting on his sweater and I nod. "Ready as I'll ever be." I chuckle, placing a pastel green mask over my mouth, and pulling my head over my head.

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(6:00pm. one hour before the dance) 

Taehyung approaches Dr. Su right outside of her office before she walks in. "Dr.Su!" He calls. She turns around, instead of seeing her genuine warm smile, she had a straight, almost mean look when she saw him.

"Dr.Su I have a question for you." Taehyung says, and she takes a deep sigh. "Would it have anything to do with Mr. Jeon and Ms. Y/L/N?" She says crossing her arms. Taehyung's breath hitches in his throat and coughs nervously.

"Um, yes it is." He says, scratching the back of his neck. "Because I have a few questions for you and Mr. Park as well. Please come into my office." She says, opening her office door and ushering for him to go inside.

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"What is going on? I was helping Y/N get into her dress for the party in like 15 minutes." Jimin says entering Dr.Su's office and sitting down next to Taehyung across from the angry doctor.

"Mr.Park you are aware of the rules when it comes to a CF patient correct?" Dr. Su asks and Jimin nods his head. "Of course, I can list them all." He replies, placing his hands together confidentiality. Taehyung rubs his temples at Jimin's cockiness. "Then you are aware of Chapter 4 section 17 right?" She asks which makes Taehyung tilt his head back in nervousness.

"Yes...." Jimin whispers in guilt.

Chapter 4, section 17 of the guide to caring for CF patients and more,

'A Cerebral fibrosis diagnosed patient can NOT be within 6 feet of another individual with the same diagnosis. For it can cause more bacteria to enter the lungs and mess up the digestive system'.

"Now that you have had a refresher Mr.Park, please explain to me why Mr. Jeon and Ms. Y/L/N was seen in multiple scenarios holding hands, let alone being together on the roof. " She says slightly raising her voice.

Jimin holds his hands up as if she was going to pounce over the desk and murder him and Taehyung.

"Dr. Su, you must understand." Jimin begins.

"Understand that you and Mr. Kim as allowed two CF patients to walk straight to their deathbed because they are infatuated with one another?" She exclaims and Jimin stands up to her.

"No! You must understand, although they are diagnosed CF patients, they've been together multiple times and have been perfectly fine!" Jimin exclaims.

"Perfectly fine?! Y/N has her first episode in 15 YEARS and you call that perfectly fine?" Dr.Su yells. "Same goes for Jungkook! I understand he has had more frequent episodes considering he doesn't take too much care of himself, but putting them past the lines that should not be crossed is horrifying!" Dr. Su sits down in her chair, rubbing her temples trying to lower her anger.

Jimin sits back in the chair, while Taehyung and him stare at the floor.

"At this dance tonight. You two will keep Jungkook and Y/N AWAY from each other. Am I clear?" Dr.Su states. Jimin and Taehyung look at eachother with worried looks.

"Am I clear gentlemen? If I see those two even looking at each other tonight, let alone hold hands, you will be dismissed as their caretakers. Jimin I will have Emily return permanently, and Taehyung I will hire Dr.Min Yoongi in your place." Taehyung flinches at the name and nods, agreeing with her.

"Are we done here?" Taehyung asks getting up from his seat. Dr.Su nods with an emotionless face as Jimin and Taehyung show themselves out the door.

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To be continued...