"Where is she. Y/N? Where is she?" Jaebum clenched his hands as tightly as he could until they were almost white and Jackson coudn't help but smirk a little at how he was slowly regaining his strength and personality. If only though could he say the same thing about you but this was by far a start. "Where is she Mark?" Mark's eyes remained fixed on Jaebum's as he debated whether to tell him or not where you were. If he didn't, it would only make him angrier. If he did, it would only make him furious. - - - Jinyoung ran as fast as he could down the streets calling your name but you were nowhere to be seen. It was actually getting worrying. BamBam had gone the opposite direction with youngjae in hopes to try and catch you at some of the more popular venues just in case you had decided to get lost in the crowd, which to no surprise left Jinyoung to search every single personal place he could think of that meant something to you and to you only. Fear had stretched up on his face as flashbacks to that night with you started echoing in his head. But we just want him to be happy. Why the hell had he said that? Why did he put in your brain that you weren't the thing that made him light up when he saw you? Why, Why, Why? He pushed past people carelessly as he scanned every single nook and cranny of the city in order to find you. This whole mess was all his fault in a way. If he had said nothing, perhaps Jaebum in his own time would have told you... In a way that didn't make you think you were to blame for losing his position. Her turned sharply to the left to the old park that you used to visit when you were little and scanning it slowly, it was deserted. Nobody in sight. His heart started beating faster and faster as he spun on his heels and ran further west; still calling your nae in hopes that you would reappear in one of the side streets or corner shops. What did you do to her? What the hell did you say? Jaebum's harsh cries pierced through his mind and Jinyoung could see visibly his face; his eyes; his quivering lips; absolutely terrified to look at you. To lose you. "Y/N! Please where are you!" It had been hours of running. You had no word from BamBam or youngjae so they clearly hadn't found you. And Jackson seemed to be having no luck with waking Jaebum from his trance. As he stopped to take a breath, he heard his name being called. Unfortunately it wasn't you that was calling it. Mark ran as fast as he could towards Jinyoung with Yugeom close behind. They too had been looking for you but clearly, they like Jinyoung, BamBam and youngjae had no such luck. "Did you find her?" Mark presses jinyoung anxiously. The last time he saw you, you seemed to be an emotional wreck. You and Jaebum would only scream at each other as he concealed more and more away from you. Jinyoung shook his head with guilt and Mark groaned with desperation. "Where the fuck could she be? We've looked everywhere! I don't understand why she would run off like this..." "Didn't you know? They aren't together anymore." Mark spluttered on air as he tried to take in what Jinyoung had said. "What!? You're joking me right?" "Nope. She left and then ran away from Jackson in tears. But... There's more." Mark snapped his head to look at Jinyoung's guilty expression and how he was struggling from keeping it a secret from him. It only made Mark want to know more. "What? Jinyoung tell me." "I asked her... if she would break up with him knowing that was the only way he could be leader again. And the only way he could be happy." Mark sighed and put his head in his hands. This was a disaster. All because Jaebum had shut you out. Kept secrets from you and fight with you when it wasn't necessary. Not only that but he suspected now that you knew the truth to why Jaebum lost his position in the first place. And in the worst possible way: Through Jinyoung. He even suspected the worst. That you thought this was all your fault and looking for you was futile because they would never be able to find you. At least... not alive. "It was the scariest I have ever seen her. She-" He couldn't finish his words as tears threatened his eyes. Mark grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him a little. He was right in a way. This was no time for any Melodramas from them. "Jinyoung. Think. Where is the one place that y/n would go to be alone? where nobody would eve think to find her? Some place that is hidden but not completly obstructed-" Jinyoungs head snapped up with a look of realisation. He knew exactly where you were. And it wasn't long before the three of them were running as fast as they could to an old train station. Unlike the main station in the centre of the city, this small one was quiet and closed off. It was hidden yet not obstructed. It was also the station that you had gotten off long ago by accident. You hadn't meant to get off but it seemed so similar to your actual destination that when you realised where you were, it was too late. The train had already gone. But upon your arrival, you had fallen in love with the city and not only that, but you had fallen in love with Jaebum. Mark, Jinyoung and Yugeom ran down the steps till they got to the platform and in haste, they scanned it slowly; their biggest fear you not being here. But out of the conrer of his eye, Yugeom pointed over at you and as if they were one, their hearts stopped at the sight of you. Curled up into a tight ball, you lay there with your eyes closed on the hard ground. Your hair was sprawled behind you to cover bruises and small cuts from where you had moved around to try and get a comfortable position. Not only that but as they drew closer to you, your lips were tainted blue and your skin grey and cold. The only sign of movement was from the soft shivers that you produced from the cold. JInyoung fell to his knees as he saw how lifeless you looked. Your small t-shirt had rolled up enough to show your spine and waist which seemed to show most of your bones through the thin layer of skin that you had. Your eyes seemed to be black and hollow as if someone had punched you. It was like looking at a nightmare. "Yugeom... Call an ambulance. We'll go tell Jackson. Jinyoung-" But he already knew what to do. As quick as he could, he took his jacket off and bound it tightly around your body before pulling your head into his lap to rub it gently. Everything around him ached looking at you. Since he last saw you, you had deteriorated. It almost destroyed him when you stired a little and looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. "Ji-ji-ji-jin-jinyoung..." You stuttered barely audible but instead, jinyoung hushed you and kept you calm. He even sung a little bit of 'paradise' for you which at the moment happened to be your favourite song. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the tears from springing out of his eyes. And they fell faster when you gently touched his cheeks to wipe them away whilst smiling. "I did it Jinyoung. I left him. So now he's happy right?" Immediately a wave of guilt and sadness hit him as he remembered what you had said to him that night. And I'm keeping him from his happiness. Got it. He couldn't help but feel even more guity right there, right then. If he hadn't said that in the first place. Then this wouldn't have happened. You wouldn't be like this. But seeing the hope in your eyes that perhaps you had done the right thing tortured him and he nodded a little. You smiled weakly; completely satisfied now that you had made this choice. As you closed your eyes, you let your hand drop and your head loll. Jinyoung froze and his tearful whimpers ceased. Had you fallen unconcious? or had you died? He shook you gently trying to get you to wake up. To stop playing around. He pulled your hand back up to his cheek and when it just dropped back down flimsily, he felt a stab in his stomache. You were too cold. Another stab in his stomache. And you weren't moving. Not even to breath. Stab, stab, stab. Now he was dead too. - - - Death to you seemed peaceful. But like in all the movies, you had expected your vision to go white rather than black. You also hadn't expected to feel a plasticky material surround you. Or the smell of lemongrass. In fact, now that you mention it, this didn't feel like death. Or sound like death either as the soft beeping sound of your heart monitor move you to wake up from watever you were doing. And it wasn't exactly pleasurable either as light seemed to blind you from every single corner and direction. You tried to move your arm but a sudden sharp pain erupted through it all and the beeping sound picked up a little. As your eyes got adjusted to what was around you, you could easily tell where you were: A hospital. Why you were in the hospital was a complete and different matter. You looked around you and saw that it was pretty colourful. On pretty much every section of the wall, drawings of you had been bluetacked and for a while it made you smile. Next to you on your left, a huge bouquet of white roses lay with a small card inside reading Y/N. Your name and finally in seven uncmfortably looking chairs, sat seven boys all sleeping soundly; only stiring when you started to giggle a little. As they roused, they all quietly called you before crowding around you politely. At least six of them did. In the corner sitting down and keeping to himself was Jaebum. He locked eyes with you and could see the tiredness that stretched upon his face. Jinyoung and Mark shared a look before nodding and giving the rest of the boys a nudge to evacuate the room. So you and Jaebum could... well... attempt to talk. You sat in silence for a little before he finally managed to pluck up the courage to walk over to you. Gently taking your hand in his and gazing up at your eyes, he felt peace take over him but complete sadness at all the pain you had been through. "Y/n I-" But he couldn't say anything. You had taken his chin with your soft hands and kissed him. You knew that being together meant that he couldn't be the leader of GOT7 anymore. And that this was something that he loved. That he wanted. But saying goodbye to him not only put him in distress but you too. You seemed to be happier now as you were with him. He smiled up at you and you frowned confusedly. "I'm sorry for everything. I love you. I trust you and I promise to tell you anything. Everything. Just please promise me in return that-" "I won't leave. Not even when my heart stops beating. I will never leave you."
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