kim jennie | bts 8th member

solo stage on tour part 2

yoongi's pov :

stupid, stupid, stupid.

if i had known that she'd go into a coma, my last words to her wouldn't be about how i wish she'd mess up on stage.

you guessed it, she's in a coma. the boys and i are now in the hospital waiting for any type of good news. we had to cancel the tour for now since we couldn't go about with it without having jennie around.

everyone felt guilty. the boys and i spoke all bad things to her and about her when she's already struggling with the stress herself.

and i, her own boyfriend, didn't stick with her when she was having a bad time. i didn't deserve her. i mean, what boyfriend out there talks shit about their girlfriend and lets her handle all the pain herself? no one, but me.

stupid yoongi. i caused this. i should've known. i see her leaving the dorm before dawn sometimes and come back after midnight hours before dawn and i always brushed it off.

i see her not walking straight this morning but i always think the worst of her, thinking she was sleepy and lazy. and worst, i saw her on the chair getting her makeup done with her eyes closed, in pain and all i did was insulted her.

i know she hates me. everyone would.

when i saw her falling to the stage ground while performing, i ran to the stage, not caring all the eyes watching me. all that mattered were if she was safe or not.

i cradled her head on my lap as i hear gasps from the audience. it must've been weird seeing me like that, but i didn't care. i shouted at a staff to call an ambulance. she must've been in so much pain. i saw it all. i should've took the signs seriously and told her to rest and not stress herself when i had the chance.

but no, i had to act stupid and oblivious.

all i wanted now was her to open her eyes. but maybe she deserved the rest now. i left the room with that thought and went to the cafeteria in the hospital, hoping to find something to eat.

in the whole week that i was here, food didn't sound as appetising and sleep was never in my mind. i wanted to be there for jennie when she woke up. i wanted to be the first thing she sees when she awakes.

i found tuna sandwiches and a small café nearby. i paid for the sandwich and went to the cashier to order myself a cup of caramel macchiato.

i paid for it and strolled back to jennie's room. it was too boring here, i hadn't seen sunlight for days and i wasn't craving it either. i wanted jennie to wake up.

i walked into the room and the boys were still in there, each minding their own business. some talking to each other, some eating and some playing games on their electronics.

this didn't bother me, i liked the peace and quiet.

i glanced at jennie. she deserves the rest, maybe a few more hours before i start doing my daily routine on her.

apparently when we got jennie into the hospital, she had a concussion and you're not suppose to sleep after a concussion or else some might not wake up, hence why jennie is in a coma at the moment.

when the doctor told the news to us, everyone broke down. none of us went on social media, we just let them make up stories since none of us confirmed anything. of course, us being bangtan, the news spread quickly that jennie got into a hospital and since then, everyone who was at the concert released pictures of me cradling her head on my lap, with tears in my eyes. they even took videos of me screaming at someone to call an ambulance.

jennie's pov :

i'm not stupid. i read books all the time and i watch movies and documentaries. i know i'm in a coma. i know what happened on stage.

and i can hear everyone talking in the room. what i've always wondered is when am i ever going to wake up? am i going to ever wake up? hopefully, i will. i like performing in front of army, and i'm not thinking of stopping anytime soon.

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i know it's been weeks. but i question myself everyday. was my injuries that bad? i thought i just fell.

guess the only way to find out is when i wake up. and i think i have the energy to open my eyes now, if i say so myself.

'come on, i don't want to disappoint my members right? or worse, army?' i thought to myself.

i jolt myself awake.

and there it is, the glorious faces of my members. i knew they'd be here. the love me too much to leave.

i see yoongi on the side of my bed, holding my hand tightly. i know he's apologetic. and i've already forgiven him. it wasn't a big deal.

i see him looking at me, startled by my sudden awake. i smiled at him. i missed this guy.

'jen-' i cut him off. 'i know what you're going to say but i want to save the time and let you know that i've put that all behind me and i fully forgive you.' i say.

his frown turns into a grin. the next moment, he brings me into a tight hug.

he releases be and kisses my forehead before letting me have a moment with the rest.

this was the moment that i felt thankful of my members. i love them so much.