Yoonmin- Delusions [M.YG • P.JM]

37- Reunion

Yoongi's POV

Jimin, Hoseok, and I are currently sitting in the café. We got here relatively early, mainly because Jimin was too excited and pleaded that we get there before everyone else. I guess it also gave Jimin more time to get comfortable to the sweet smell of coffee and the volume of midday chit-chat.

Jimin got what I had, which was iced coffee. Usually I like mine hot, but I already had that in the morning because I didn't get enough sleep again as I kept thinking about how the conversation about Sungjae could go.

It was currently 11:30am, so we had 30 minutes more or so until everyone arrives. Hoseok was making Jimin laugh about something while I was typing away on my computer, updating files of my patients.

Jungkook's POV

It was currently 11:30am, which means I have about 30 minutes until we have to be at the café. Fixing my outfit in front of the mirror, I was eager to finally talk about Sungjae and bring justice for Jimin, but at the same time I wanted justice, too. I remember the day of the incident and how Jin wanted us to never tell Jimin about it. I can remember the toll it took on me having to keep the secret to myself. My fear of doctors increased as I kept thinking what if all the doctors here are like Sungjae?  I was already traumatized by the treatment I received when I was mistakenly admitted there, and so to have witnessed what Sungjae did to Jimin only made it worse. But somehow after keeping the secret to myself for so long, it didn't affect me anymore. And that was how I overcame the fear of doctors. I became used too used to the idea that doctors were all bad, that I just didn't care anymore.

And I hate myself for it. It's not just that I didn't care about the doctors anymore, it's that I also unintentionally stopped caring about what Sungjae did to Jimin anymore. That's what gets to me. I feel so numb.

Suddenly I'm sitting by the foot of my bed, leaning back on it. I was crying.

"Kookie?" Taehyung says from the bed. I hear the sheets rustling as he crawled over to the end of the bed where I sat against. He hovered above me and touched my shoulder. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Me! Can you believe it only takes thirty minutes before seeing Jimin and everyone again to realize what a terrible person I am?"

He slid off the bed and came around to sit next to me. His arm reached around my shoulder and I rest my head against him.

"You're not a terrible person, stop that. Now tell me what's wrong."

I took in a deep breath. "You remember when Jin told us that we can't tell Jimin about what Sungjae did to him?"

"Mhm," he responded, gulping as he was probably recalling the traumatic scene.

"And you know how I had the fear of doctors? Well, the incident made it worse, but then after a while I stopped caring. I stopped caring about the doctors. I stopped caring about what the doctor did the Jimin, Tae. How can I be so horrible to not care about something as serious as that?"

Taehyung was quick to answer. "You may have stopped caring, but that means you didn't have to endure the pain when thinking about it," he said. I looked up him to better understand what he was trying to say. "Take Jin for example. You may not have noticed it, but Jin had it worst. As the hyung, he's supposed to care for all of us. But how can a hyung take care of his dongsaeng when saying anything about Sungjae could just make things worse? You don't think he's wanted to talk about it with Jimin? That's what all of us wanted to do, but we all know better not to because it could appear in his delusions and we don't want him reliving it over and over again. Instead he had to endure it. I'm sure at one point he wished he could just forget about it. To not feel so burdened by it and to stop being in pain. I know I did."

"But-"

"You forgetting about it only made it easier for Jin as it became one less person for him to not worry about slipping and telling Jimin on accident. Don't feel bad, forgetting about it benefitted Jin and Jimin. Even you. Less stress." Taehyung wiped the tears from my cheeks and smiled at me. "Now come on, it's 11:45."

Jimin's POV

"Ah!" I exclaimed, pointing at the entrance of the cafe where Namjoon and Jin-Hyung came in.

Excitedly, I got up from my seat and quickly went up to them, throwing myself into a hug. They both hugged me at the same time, with me in the middle. I felt like their child. In a way, I was. They practically raised me for a while.

"Jimin!" Jin said.

"Hey, kid," Joonie patted my head.

I let go of the two and smiled brightly at them before we walked back to Yoongi and Hobi. I sat back down and waited for the hyungs to greet each other.

Yoongi and Hobi stood up to respect their presence and not look lazy and disrespectful.

"I'm glad you could make it," Yoongi thanked Joonie, and the two shook hands.

"I'm Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi," Hobi introduced himself, and already I could see that Jin felt welcomed.

I just sat with my chin resting on my hands propped up by my elbow, swinging my legs back and forth. I loved watching them all smile at each other. It means they like each other. I'm glad.

The bell at the entrance rings and my head whips toward it hoping it'd be-

I shoot up from my seat again and run towards the pair.

"Kookie! Tae!" I hugged them the same way I did with Joonie and Jin, but this time it felt like they were my brothers. I lead them to our table and I suddenly felt a hand intertwine with mine. I look down at it and back up to Jungkook who kept looking forward, but squeezed my hand tighter. What's up with him?

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