yoongi panted as he rushed down the hall, slowing down once he got closer to the room where jeongguk was placed. he took a couple of deep breaths, patted down his shirt, and walked in. jeongguk's arms had iv's coming out of them, and an oxygen mask.
yoongi swallowed back a whimper, and turned his head to where ms. jeon was seated. she was watching her son with anticipation, her eyes were puffy and red. jimin was there, too. seated right next to ms. jeon, patting her shoulder comfortingly.
yoongi sighed, and jimin snapped his head towards the boy. his eyes narrowed, he gave yoongi a scowl. "where were you? what took you so damn long?"
yoongi scrunched his eyebrows, "what's your problem?"
jimin scoffed, standing up. "my problem? my fucking problem? yoongi, i called you all day yesterday. when we first got to the hospital. and then you arrive late afternoon, to see your friend in the hospital?"
ms. jeon looked up at jimin, placing her hand on his forearm. he sighed, sitting back next to the woman.
yoongi's eyes stung, guilt filling his chest. "i was at another friend's house." his voice was hushed, his eyes lowered.
"taehyung's house?"
yoongi didn't answer, instead he just looked back at jeongguk.
