Before It's Too Late | Yoonmin

Chapter 17

My eyes widen as doctors start rushing the room. Within seconds, I'm pushed out of the room and back out into the hallway, the door still staying wide open as people continue rushing in and out of the room. I back away slowly with my eyes still wide, the stream of tears down my cheek not slowing any. Leaning myself back against the wall behind me, I slowly slide down the wall, staring at the doorway silently.

Wrapping my arms around myself tightly, I let myself sob quietly, watching the people move around in a panicked frenzy. Though, a nurse soon walks over to me and kneels down in front of me, the exact same time that I watch them start rushing Yoongi's bed out of his room with multiple people around him and trying to do something of some sort to him. My eyes immediately follow him in a panic, fearfully reaching out in a pathetic manner, not minding the woman that's knelt in front of me. Though, I'm not given much a choice but to focus my attention on her as she takes my hand gently and brings it back down and in front of me.

"Come on. I'm assuming you were here to visit your friend there, right?" She asks softly. I nod my head with a pout, the tears nowhere near subsiding.

"Okay. Come with me, sweetheart. Let's get you to the waiting room and I'll get you something to help you pass the time, okay?" She says gently, carefully helping me up onto my feet. I stumble a bit at first, still feeling extremely weak and uncertain of everything, causing the nurse to have to support me and catch me a bit, helping stabilize me on my feet before beginning to lead me away from the area. I stay quiet as she brings me around a few different corners, staying on the same floor though as she leads me into the waiting room.

"What can I get for you, sweetheart? It might be a little while before you can go see him again." She asks softly, rubbing my back gently as we reach the waiting room. I pout a bit, my gaze still locked with the tiled flooring beneath my feet.

"Blanket and hot chocolate, please?" I manage to whisper out, not strong enough to lift my gaze from the floor to look over at the woman beside me.

"Okay, honey. Why don't you go find a seat? I'll go get those things for you and then I'll bring them back, okay?" She suggests gently. I just nod my head silently, reluctantly walking away from her and going over to one of the empty chairs in the room.

Biting my lip nervously, I gingerly sit down, curling up in my seat. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up my messages app. Feeling unbelievably defeated, I send a text to Jungkook, letting him know I'm stuck back in the waiting room. Stuffing the device away once more, I rest my chin on the tops of my knees, waiting for anyone to show up. Though, the nurse returns a couple minutes later, giving me a gentle smile as she hands me a mug of hot chocolate and wraps the blanket around my shoulders. I sigh quietly, mumbling a small 'thank you' to her as I snuggle up in the thin blanket. It's definitely not the ones in his room, but I'm also not back at the house either and it's about the best that I'm going to get right now.

"Jiminie?"

My head snaps up a few minutes later when I hear my name, finding Jungkook stood in the doorway. He wears a worried expression as he takes large strides, quickly making his way to my side as he sits down beside me. He wraps an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side gently. I whimper quietly, sobbing all over again as he holds me, letting me cry as he rubs my shoulder gently.

I don't know how much time passes with us sat like this, but it's enough time that I finally stop sobbing, just sitting here silently as I occasionally sip from my cup of hot chocolate, tears slowly rolling down my cheeks.

Eventually, someone arrives at the entrance though, calling out hyung's name. I jump up in an instant, nearly collapsing at first before going over to the doctor with Jungkook at my side.

"You're the two here for a... Min Yoongi?" He asks quietly, checking the name on his clipboard. I nod my head quickly, wanting desperately to just know whether he's gone or not now. I cling to Jungkook's side, not ready to handle the news of officially losing him, already beginning to sob harder.

"I have good news for you both. He's still alive, and I believe he began to wake up when we returned him to his room."