the two broken boys.

Chapter Twenty-Six.

I couldn't see anything, but I could hear everything around me. I was awake, yet my eyes were closed. I was confused, but I was more relieved that the nightmare was over. I heard two people crying their eyes out, and two other people attempting to comfort them.

I could make out the voices. Jimin was crying, and Yoongi was comforting him. I heard Namjoon, but I didn't know who he was comforting. It was a stranger.

I couldn't move either. I felt no pain, which was good, but I wanted to be able to move and see what was happening. I didn't want people to cry. Why were they crying anyway? It's not like they genuinely care.

I heard a door open and a chair being dragged in my direction. The crying of the unknown person got louder. Whoever that person was, they must be sad because of me. I wanted to tell Jimin and the stranger that whatever they were sad about, it'd be okay.

I felt a hand being placed on top of my hand. It made me relax a bit since I was stressed about everyone crying. The person's hand caressed mine, and then they pulled away. I heard the chair moving away from me and the door open, and then shut.

I attempted to move, and it actually worked. I raised my hand slightly. The crying seemed to stop as I moved. "Taehyung?" That was Jimin's voice. I put my hand back down and stirred around in the bed I was in. I heard them get out of their chairs and rush over to me.

I frowned and scrunched my nose. And then, I could open my eyes. I opened them, and at first, everything was blurry. But gradually, I could see again. Jimin's face and tear-stained and Yoongi looked worried. Namjoon had a straight face, but I could tell he was worried too. And whoever that was beside him was also crying.

"He's awake!" The stranger shouted in excitement. I slowly sat up in my bed, looking around at the four. "Kid? You okay?" Yoongi asked me. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out, so I just nodded.

I opened my mouth again, and words came out this time. "What happened?"  I asked. I'm pretty sure I knew where I was and what happened, but I thought I'd ask anyway. Before anyone could answer, the stranger started to scold me.

"Do you have any idea how worried everyone was, Kim Taehyung?! You can't just go around dying on people's bathroom floors! You almost gave me and poor Jimin a heart attack! Don't ever do that again, or I will put you in a bubble where you can't hurt yourself or do anything at all!"

I laughed at the stranger. "Who are you?" The man let out a long sigh and then smiled. "I'm Kim Seokjin, but call me Jin. Namjoon brought me here." I nodded. "I like you. You're funny." I said with a smile and then looked at Jimin. "I'm sorry for worrying you. All of you. But I'll be okay."

"You lost a lot of blood, kid. You're going to be weak for a bit." Namjoon explained and I gave him a slight nod. "I'll be fine." I looked around the room, but nobody else was here. "Where's Jungkook?" I asked and Yoongi walked out of the room.

"He'll go get him," Jimin reassured me. I didn't respond and just stared at the door. Soon enough, Yoongi walked in with Jungkook following behind him. His hair was a mess and he looked exhausted. His eyes were puffy and his cheeks were tear-stained. He rushed over to my bed, and the others left the room.

He caressed my cheek and I relaxed as he touched me. "I was so worried, baby." He said softly. "I'm sorry Kookie," I whispered. "You should just-" I trailed off. "I should just what?" He said. I didn't look at him.

"You should just get rid of me," I said a bit louder. "What?" He said and I turned to look at him. "I'm a burden to you, aren't I? You probably don't care about me anymore, and I know you want to get rid of me. So why not just do it?" He went to speak, but I didn't let him.

"You say you love me, but how could you love me? I'm ugly and worthless. I'm a dirty slut like everyone says. Plus, who would want some kid that freaks out over the littlest things? Why would you want me when I'm depressed and a waste of space? Why would you want some dumb broken boy? Wh-"

Jungkook cut me off with a kiss. A passionate kiss that showed so much love. I kissed back and started to cry. When he pulled away, he wiped my tears with his thumb.

"Baby, don't ever say stuff like that. I do love you. Ever since I met you on the first day, I was interested in you. I'll admit, I was going to use you, but now, you've shown me who you are and I love everything about you. Oh, and about being some dumb broken boy? I'm just as broken as you, baby. We're the two broken boys that will always be there for each other."

I smiled. Maybe he really did love me. The fact that he was planning to use me sort of upset me, but what he said afterward made me happy. He loved the real me. "I love you," I whispered and he smiled. "I love you so much, Tae. And when we go home, I'm going to treat you like a princess, okay? I'll do anything you want."

I giggled at the thoughts of the things I could make him do for my entertainment. "Okay." He planted a kiss on my forehead and I sighed. "The doctor said I can get you out of here tomorrow, okay?" I nodded. "Visiting hours are almost over, so I have to go. I love you." He waved to me and left.

"I love you too," I whispered when he was gone. I imagined going back home and going back to school. Hopefully, everything would go back to normal. Hopefully I wouldn't be harassed at school anymore. Hopefully Kai would leave me alone and Jungkook would stop flirting with girls. Maybe he'd even be my official boyfriend.

I shut my eyes and hummed my tune again, gently swaying my head back and forth, forgetting everything for that brief period of time.

Forgetting all the pain. And thinking about the future. And how I'd spend it with Jungkook.

And how I'd finally be happy.

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A/N

So, what did you think of this chapter? It made me happy. More drama is soon to come, though. What do you think is gonna happen? Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and have a great day/night!