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JIN opened the door. And there they found Taehyung screaming uncontrollably. His eyes wide open. Fear was surrounding all over him.

"NO! STOP! I DON'T WANT YOU TO TAKE MY BLOOD! STOP! STOP!" He shouted- no, screaming out of fear, taking his blankets above him as he glared on one direction.

The six latter looked at the same direction Taehyung was looking at. There's none.

Jackson excused himself from barging in and injected something to Taehyung which made him calm down and immediately drifted to sleep. He placed Taehyung back from the bed, arranging the duvet and the blankets so that Taehyung could be much comfortable.

"What happened?" Jimin couldn't help but to ask.

Jackson turned to them. "Relax. I just injected him something that can make him calm down. He was hallucinating. He must be traumatized there in the hospital. That every night, Ms. Song came in to his room to withdraw his blood,"

"Ms. Song?" The clueless maknae asked.

The eldest answered for them. "She's the drug department head. Dr. Kim's accomplice," Jin said.

"Anyway, this could not be easy. He was traumatized. We should have someone to stay by his side everynight so that everytime he hallucinates, there is someone to console him. We'll continue doing that until he finally get used to it and feel safe," Jackson continued, looking at them.

Jimin moved forward. "In that case, I will stay here tonight," he volunteered

"That would be wonderful. I'll get going now. I still have work for tomorrow and I literally needed some sleep," Jackson said as he bid his goodbye to them before he left the room.

As soon as Jackson left, Jin turned to Jimin with a worried look in his face. "You sure, you're gonna be okay staying here? If you want I can swith places with you and-" Jimin cut him off.

"Hyung, don't worry. I'm fine. Besides, your couch is large enough for a temporary bed."

Jin looked at him from head to toe then turned his gaze to the couch. He then nodded, wearing a satisfied look on his face.

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey! I noticed that!" He whined.

"Noticed what?" Jin pretended not to know.

"You were looking at me from head to toe like you're discriminating my height!"

"Hmm? Anyway, I'll get pillows and a blanket for you," Jin said, completely ignored what Jimin was trying to pinpoint.

His friends secretly laughed at him as they followed Jin outside.

"Hey! You-!... Aish!" Jimin let out a long exhalation in defeat.

He sat on the couch as he stared at Taehyung, sleeping comfortably on the king-sized bed.

Atleast, Taehyung's color went back. He is not paler anymore. He's still thin but we can work with that. Jin is a good cook himself, Jimin thought on his mind. Taehyung, just hang on there. We'll take care of the rest. It's time to have a pay back to those who hurt you.

Jin and Jungkook broke Jimin's thoughts for awhile by opening the door. They brought Jimin pillows and a blanket like what Jin said.

"You should sleep now. Don't use your phone too much or it'll destroy your eyes," Jin warned before him and Jungkook left the room again.

Jimin once looked to Taehyung again. Stay healthy, please?

After 2 seconds, he arranged the pillows and the blanket that was given to him before he drifted to sleep.