♛How You Died♛ (Jikook/Kookmin) [[COMPLETED]]

♛Chptr. 11: Helping Hands and a Wondering Mind♛

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"Somewhere along the way, we must learn that there is nothing greater than to do something for others." -Marthin Luther King Jr.

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3rd person's POV

Jimin remained unconscious as he lied on that white Hampstead Porch bench. His breathing calmed down but he was still the same as before, his skin was still pale and his lips remained chapped.

A light coming from a medical penlight flickered through his unopened eyes. A man with a tall physique, tanned skin color, brown locks, and a dimple on the side of his cheeks was observing Jimin with great focus and seriousness. He then moved his thick glasses up the bridge of his nose before he stood straight, inserting his penlight on the inside of his white gown that swings in the air of the outside.

"He is pale." The man with the glasses stated to the man on his left who had his arms crossed also looking at Jimin.

"You don't have to tell for me to know." The other man grunted, questioning on his head on why does he even need to know about such things.

"And he is suffering from malnutrition judging from how hollow his cheekbones and collarbones appears, his skin's texture and the color is turning unhealthily different because of the insufficient nutrients he gets from the bad choice of foods he must be eating." The man with the glasses then turned his head on the left.

"He is freezing too if you wanna know so may I ask why are you not bringing him inside your house in this cold weather, Jungkook?" Jungkook rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You know me, Namjoon-hyung. I don't just let anyone get inside my house besides you and Hoseok-hyung. I don't want my house getting contaminated and dirtied by some unknown people whom I don't even know." Namjoon nodded in understanding as he also crossed his arms, his eyes not leaving Jungkook. 

He smiled knowing that Jungkook was just being stubborn yet again. He knew that Jungkook was worried about the boy's condition too. Jungkook wouldn't even call him if he doesn't care either would even bring the boy somewhere near his house. If Jungkook doesn't care, he would just probably ignore and not help at all.

"Then why did you even brought him here in the first place if you are just going to let him freeze to death in your porch?" Namjoon continued asking, intrigued as well on why.

"I don't know where you live." Jungkook replied plainly.

"Through all of these years." Namjoon chuckled making Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows.

"You are homeless, hyung. You basically live in the hospital so how could I possibly bring this person to you?" Jungkook told with his eyes staring at Jimin's figure with distaste like he was hating Jimin's presence surrounding his house.

"Why didn't you call the hospital? Or call Hoseok?... He's your advisor after all." Jungkook scoffed another time, not liking the idea.

"You can't possibly expect me to call Hoseok-hyung for this! He'll just ask a lot of questions  whatsoever and who knows what he'll think if I would tell him about this!" Jungkook pointed out as a matter of fact and Namjoon looked up considering what Jungkook told him. He was right after all, Hoseok could be a little bit--okay, A LOT talkative.

"Good point." Namjoon agreed with a nod. But as he was examining Jimin, he turned curious about something too.

"How did you even find this boy, Jungkook? It was almost midnight and... you're not someone to stay out this late."  Namjoon asked in curiosity.