Don't do it. ~ JIKOOK FF

The Hospital

Jungkook PoV:
I stare at the quivering boy intensely, wondering what to do. My heart aches and my muscles tense in the fact that Park Jimin, the love of my life, could leave me. Without a last goodbye.
I can't tolerate that.
That's pushing the limits.
I grab the delicate boy in my arms, muscles still tight. His figure seemed weightless, which was unreal for a senior. He turned pale, as I noticed, rubbing the back of my finger across his face. His skin felt extremely soft, like I was touching a feather.
My heart would skip a beat every time I ran a step closer to the nurses office, tears streaming dramatically down my face now.
I couldn't lose Jimin...
I just couldn't.

His smile, like the sun, would brighten up my day, making me go on with a smile. I would never imagine life without his company.

I ran, quicker this time, gazing in different directions, searching for help. Silence awaited me. I could feel Jimin's hair slightly tapping my lower neck with each step I took, making me stop my run and burry my face in his hair. I sobbed.

I noticed that I had to do something about it instead of just being a coward and sitting there...

Phew
I let out a deep sigh after running around every single hall in our school, as I reach the nurses office. Seeing her shocked face made me worried, then I realised the state of me:
Hair a mess,
Eyes worn out,
Shoulders tensed,
Fainted Jimin in my arms,
Sweat and tears.
Now I know why she gave me a funny look...
I rolled my eyes as I walk towards her, brushing Jimin's flawless, fluffy pink hair out of his face.
My eyes were puffy, and the nurse told me to leave and get some rest.
'What the fuck are you doing with him?!'
I scream at her, wondering why on earth she would make me leave Park Jimin on his own. Blacked out. 'Sir, please do not use that lang'-                                           'Oh, language my ass! I'm not leaving my best friend alone with some possible pedophile.' I start to raise my voice.
'You look unhealthy. I'm just suggesting you get some rest.'                                                                                  I realise she's right. The past few days have been rough for me. My dad had suffered from a recent heart attack, and my mother was ill, too. Due to this I couldn't sleep. Just thinking about my baby, Jimin; too. I sigh and drag myself out of the door, letting one last sentence slip off the tip of my tongue:                 'Be careful with him, Miss. He's delicate.'
She nods politely before she watches me pace slowly out the door, rubbing my arm with the other. If she did anything to Jimin, she would be done for... D.O.N.E. F.O.R. ...