Submission || yoonkook

44 - Savior

YUJA'S POV

"Please refrain from stressing the patient. He needs to relax and stay calm," the nurse kindly reminds us before nodding and walking away.

Ignoring me, Yoongi strides into the room, leaving me behind.

"Yuja," a voice calls out from behind. I turn to see Hoseok, who warmly takes my hand. As the doors close behind him, Yoongi enters the room. Jungkook stands nearby, looking nervous. "Don't hurt my hyung, don't blame him for anything."

Maintaining an unreadable expression, I assure him firmly, "I won't."

"What are you planning to do in there?" Suddenly, Jungkook starts to complain. I give him a confused look.

"What do you mean?" I inquire.

Jungkook raises his voice. "He isn't dead, he's alive, but you still wanna see him! It's not like he'll die if you don't visit him."

I understand. Jungkook is jealous. Super jealous because of me and Yoongi. And he really doesn't want me to go there with him. But I can see clearly that he doesn't understand my feelings at all.

But do I care? I'm not here for Yoongi. I'm here for my poor brother.

"Mind your own business, Jungkook," I tell him before entering the room.

The first thing I notice is Yoongi sitting on the chair beside Taehyung. He doesn't raise his head when I approach; it's as if he doesn't even care. Taehyung is slightly sleeping, his leg in a cast, which saddens me because he won't be able to walk for quite a long time.

"Was he sleeping when you came here?" I ask Yoongi as I take a seat nearby. Taehyung looks soft and calm, but I know he's still in pain inside.

When I don't get an answer, I stop paying attention to the blonde guy.

Because he's acting cold.

Because he's not acting like he missed me.

Because he's annoyingly ignoring me.

After some time, we both just continue to calmly stare at Taehyung.

I see Taehyungie's hand and take it, interlocking our fingers.

"I'm glad he has you," he finally speaks.

"I'm always ready to help him," I tell him without looking, rubbing Taehyung's palm.

"Are you okay?"

"Mm, I am. Possibly," I shrug.

Yoongi sighs and asks again, "Is there something you want to say?"

Taehyung is snoring so calmly. It's a little sad that he didn't wake up so I could ask him some things. I just know that I'm messed up.

I stand up at the same time as Yoongi. We look at each other for some time until he steps towards me. I can't step back from him.

"If I could do something that would make you happy, I would do it. I would save you from Jungkook, but I can't. Not now," he quietly says.

"You're optimistic."

"I'm not killing people for wanting to get something."

My eyes narrow. "That's exactly what you used to do."

"Not anymore, not when I know that a girl I like will have to be with a killer." His calming voice makes me trust him. Yoongi leans towards me more and more until there are just a few inches between us.

Not a second passes when he places one of his hands on my waist and the other hand behind my head. I put my hands around his neck, feeling pleasure to have his body so near mine. We both close our eyes slowly as our faces hover inches away from each other. I start to breathe on his lips and then give the sweetest kiss. He kisses me back and it just takes him a few seconds to respond, getting used to all this.