"Do you know Annyeonghaseyo?"

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Taehyung's POV

As I laid in that uncomfortable hospital bed next to the love of my life, I let my thoughts go. What if Jungkook never wakes? What if I never hear his laugh? See his adorable smile? What if he dies?

"No. Stop thinking that. Stop it, Taehyung." 

"Stop what?" A voice asked. I looked up at the door, seeing Jin standing there with two cups of coffee in his hand. 

"N-Nothing..." I mumbled, sitting up and wiping my tears. "I-I just k-keep thinking; W-What if h-he doesn't w-wake up. What i-if h-he wakes up a-and doesn't remember me? I-I just can't stop thinking these things." I said, laying back down and cuddling up with my baby. I couldn't stand these thoughts anymore. They were torture. 

"Taehyung, you need to breathe," Jin said, coming further into the room and pulling two chairs to face one another, pulling a small end table between them. "Sit. Drink some coffee. Talk to me." He said, gesturing to a chair as he sat in the other, taking a sip of his drink. I reluctantly got out of the bed, going over and sitting down, taking the other coffee and sipping the warm liquid.  "So, tell me what's going on."

"I-I just... I'm scared, hyungie. I love him. What if I never get to tell him?" I asked, not really expecting him to answer. I took a sip of my coffee, not even caring that it was burning my mouth. Nothing hurt more than the fear of losing my precious Jeongguk.

"Hey, he is going to wake up, Taehyung. He's going to wake up and he's going to smile at you and he will tell you he loves you and that he wants you to be with him. Jeongguk is one of the strongest people I know. He will fight through this. You just have to stay by his side and keep talking to him. Okay?" Jin explained. I looked up from my coffee cup and nodded my head, giving him a small, forced smile.

"Y-Yeah, you're right. I-I just-" I trailed off, scared to say what was on my mind.

"What? Go on, you can tell me. I'm here to listen and if I can, I'm here to help." Jin said, placing a hand on my shoulder and giving me a soft smile.

"I-I hope he doesn't hate me. He's- He's all I have... M-My dad is an alcoholic, m-my mom left, I-I'm an only child. I-I'm all alone without my bunny!" I said, starting to tear-up again. i took another sip of the hot coffee, letting it burn my tongue. "Jin, I-I just- I'm really scared." 

My heart began racing in my chest and suddenly, I couldn't breathe. I sat my coffee cup down on the table with a shaky hand, my other hand flying up to grab at my chest, trying to rip apart my shirt, hoping it'd allow me to breathe again. My chest became tight, tears filling my eyes. I began to gasp for breath, my lungs stinging from the sudden loss of air.

Jin stood up, coming over to me and kneeling beside me. "Taehyung, look at me. Hold my hands. Hold both of my hands with both of yours. Do it now." He instructed in a calm, soft voice. I nodded my head and gripped his hands with my own shaky ones. "Good. Feel my warm skin touching yours. Now, look around and tell me five things you can see," He gave me a soft smile. I looked around, taking short, quick, sharp breaths that hurt my throat.

"U-Uh, uhm..." I  couldn't think straight. "T-Trash c-ca-can." I mumbled. "Ch-Chai-Chair. C-Cup. Y-You." I stumbled along with the words, stuttering and fumbling. Jin squeezed my hands, giving me that soft smile yet again.

"Good. One more, Tae, c'mon, you've got this." He encouraged.

"A-And Jeongguk."

"Good!~ So very good. Now, tell me four colors that you can see. And say them in detail, not just red, green, or purple. Okay? Get creative and think about it." Jin insisted, still using his calm, soft, and gentle voice.

I looked around the hospital room once more, trying to find something other than white.
"U-Uhm... J-Jeongguk's hair. I-It's a w-warm c-chocolate b-br-brown."

"Good,"

"T-The coffee cup sleeve, i-it's uhm... It's a vibrant red." I looked around again, trying to find two more things. "Y-Your shirt, i-it's a soft, g-gentle purple."

"Good!~ Keep going, Taehyung. You've got just one more." Jin gave me his smile once more, squeezing my hands again.

"T-The w-walls. A-A dull, depressing w-white."

"So good! Now, three things you can hear."

"U-Uhm... J-Jeongguk's heart monitor. D-Dist-tant chatter from p-people outs-side. A-And my heart beating l-loudly."I named, taking a deep, shaky breath.

"Excellent. Now, two things you can touch."

"Y-Your hands, a-and th-the floor with my feet." I took another shaky, deep breath.

"So, so good, Taehyung. Now, one thing that makes you calm." Jin shifted his position on the floor, going from crouching to kneeling on one leg.

"M-Music. U-uhm...Soft, piano music t-that's mixed with o-other soft instruments."Jin smiled so brightly at me, standing up and pulling me into a hug.

"Breathe for me, Taehyung. Take deep, calming breaths for me." I hugged hi back tightly, doing as he said and taking deep breaths. "Good~"

"W-What was that? I couldn't breathe, Jin Hyung. W-Was it a heart attack f-from how stressed I've been? " I asked. My body was still slightly shaking, but not as badly as before.

"No, Tae, not a heart attack. It was an anxiety attack. I helped ground you. I centered you again, helped you focus and to see what was real. See, your mind started going faster than it should've and it was over-thinking things that were too negative so it caused your body to go into a panic. You couldn't see or think of what was real and couldn't tell the fake from reality. So, by asking you to do those things, I was able to pull you out of the attack. Are you okay now?" Jin asked after explaining what had just happened to me.

"Y-Yeah, I think so. I think I should lay down. Thank you, Jin Hyung. Thank you so much." I squeezed him once more in the hug before pulling back and heading over to Jeongguk's hospital bed, laying down next to my baby bunny and wrapping my arms around him, holding him close and closing my eyes.
"I love you, Ggukie." I mumbled before drifting into an uneasy sleep.