Jinnie's Pasta Palace | ksj + myg + jjk

shatrish

Jimin's eyes fluttered open.

It didn't feel like he was sitting in the car. The cold rough surface of what was beneath him scratched his skin through his thin shirt. His whole body hurt. Struggling to decipher whether he was still dreaming or not, he looked down at his reflection in a nearby broken piece of mirror. Blood trickled down his forehead, and his lips were busted, the colour of bright red cherries. But that's when it dawned on him.

Why was he on the floor? And...what was a random broken mirror piece doing lying on the floor near him? He whipped his head up, ignoring the searing pain spreading through his forehead. Broken metal scraps scattered in a small alleyway, Namjoon's scratched suitcases battered on the sides...but he didn't remember anything.

Was this a dream?

He could feel his heart speed up in his chest in panic, the air struggling to get to his lungs. Jungkook. Namjoon. He couldn't see them. Were they below the crashed...whatever it was? That surely wasn't a good thing and Jimin wanted to help but he couldn't get his ass of a body to move. He cursed the day he was born as his lagging mind caught up and connected the dots.

They had been involved in a car crash. They were supposed to see Jin at a fan meet. Now he was the only person who had had the mercy of not being crushed by unforgiving metal.

whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?whatshouldido?

His frantic train of thought was broken by the agonisingly slow scratch of hardware against the cold, cold floor. A light-skinned arm heaved itself out from underneath it as Jimin watched, transfixed at the introduction of a new living being at the scene of horror. It was placed opposite him and he figured that the person was from the other car.

Matted hair emerged from under the covers of death and the man looked up to meet Jimin's eyes. And even in the other's bruised state, swollen eyes and bleeding right arm, Jimin thought he was beautiful, regardless of the fact that he couldn't see his face clearly. But in the dimming light of the sun, he could feel the man's eyes emitting pure and overwhelming sadness.

"Jimin-ah..." Came the broken sob, "Out of all the people on earth...I just nearly managed to murder my friends?"

"How do you know my name?" Croaked Jimin quietly. The man's sadness choked him and smothered him like a scratchy blanket he couldn't extract from himself. The taller man most probably heard him though, as he dug around in his pocket with his better arm.

Tossing Jimin something hard, his fading sobs merged into unconsciousness, "I'm sorry Jimin-ah. I'm sorry to everyone that it ended like this..."

"Sir? Wait! Sir?" But Jimin's calls went unheard. Had the man died? His arms shook, arms reaching for the thing that had been thrown towards him. His hands closed around a phone and it was then that Jimin realised what the other had meant. Call. The. ambulance.

He couldn't stop the salty tears the moved down his face at the sight of the unmoving body. Someone had died. He clenched his teeth, doing the same with his fists even though it hurt. He turned on the phone and the other's screensaver glowed against his face. It was him...and Jungkook...and Namjoon...huddled together, smiling and laughing. Jimin didn't even know that a picture like that of him existed but there could only be one person who had taken that.

Jin?!

fuckfuckfuck. And in the silence that followed disasters such as this one, the only sound that could be heard, was the slow sound of someone dialling a number,

"Hello? This is emergency services. What is your emergency?"

***

"What are you going to do about my friends?" Jimin desperately yelled to the nurses as they walked in and out of the rooms he was not permitted to enter. Rooms holding the people he cared most for.

A woman, who was surprisingly shorter than him smiled tightly, "We will get to your friends as fast as possible Jimin-ssi. You must understand that the emergency department must delegate their operations accordingly."

"Is a car crash not according enough for you to save them?" Jimin scoffed, exhausted.

A firm hand gripped Jimin's shoulder, "Park Jimin-ssi, I am Doctor Park. Please do not fear. I ask for you to wait patiently as you let us do our jobs." The voice was commanding and the doctor didn't hang around for Jimin to argue.

"Doctor Park!" the feeble nurse hurried quickly behind the stern doctor, leaving the worried man in the waiting area behind him.

"What is it, Nurse Kim? I have two surgeries to do with the emergency patients!"

The two halted in the corridor. The nurse frowned, "This is about one of the men involved in the same incident."

"Who?"

"Kim Seokjin."

"What about him?"

"It's about his emergency contacts, sir. I'm obliged to call the people listed in his information form to let his family know of his accidents. However, the first person listed, Kim In Ha, is unreachable. His parents are not answering the calls either."

"Call someone else. If I recall, there are five people listed in the emergency list." Replied the doctor impatiently.

The nurse sighed quietly, "The next two people, Jeon Jungkook, and Kim Namjoon... are in the emergency rooms next to him."

A grave silence hung over the two, "Forget the calling Nurse Kim...we need to save this group of friends. Oh! Please sort out a therapy session for Park Jimin to check for any traces of PTSD or anxiety and so on and so forth"

"Yes sir!"

And nothing more was said.

***

a/n hello babies! it's been a while hasn't it? ive probably lost a lot of readers over this month and a half but goddamn...i appreciate those that stuck around and are here to support this book until it finishes :(

my inactivity warrants an apology and explanation. 2019 hasn't made friends with my mental health apparently oof all that, paired with my busy ass scheduling as shit is making me crumble. i don't have time to write or read or reply to comments or even log in to this account. i never want to force myself to log into wattpad and i refuse to start seeing talking to everyone on here as a chore. so, i took an unplanned hiatus and i let myself disconnect. i haven't been online for a long tiiiimmmmeeee and i've been horrible at supporting all my friends on here ugh i'm such a bitch.

but...in short, im sorry. i'm sorry for not replying to y'alls comments and not uploading regularly and not being online in general. lord knows when i have the time to log in again lol but i hope all of you are living happy and healthy lives! i love all of you so much never forget it :(

alsooooooooo, ready for the yoonjinkook?