Fixed (Yoongixreader)

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Y/n POV
I fell on my knees, still holding the yellow crumpled piece of paper. I bit my lip to hold in my emotions but there was still a tear slowly sliding its way down my cheek, as i could taste the saltiness of the tear falling pass my lips and to my chin.
"I'm sorry" i whispered "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. Why couldn't you just stay away from me." i started sobbing "I'M SORRY" I was screaming "it should've been me. WHY DIDN'T YOU GO WHEN I TOLD YOU TO. WHY.... WHHHHYYYY......(my voice was fading and as i whispered) why"
Director"And... CUT. Okay that was good, but maybe we should take this shot again and this time, y/n don't hesitate to fall on your knees more, more...how can i say this passionately, more emotional and just choose a spot and look at it so you would seem more heartbroken. But let's wrap this up and continue tomorrow"
"okay, I'll try my best" i pack my stuff from my shoot and head back home. I was really tired from being surrounded by cameras, lights, the director...actually people in general. I am a bit introverted and i don't like crowdy places. When i got back home it was already 12pm. I droped all my stuff on the floor and then hopped onto the couch. I was scrolling thru my phone a bit untill i got hungry and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat when i opened the fridge i saw a chocolate bar and a bottle of red wine. As i want to open the chocolate bar there was a green sticky note on it and it said:
'sorry bby i was tired and i wanted to deliver this gift but i couldn't help but feel tired and ended up going home to sleep.
Xoxo Jackson'
A smirk was plastered on my face when i read the note but i was already stuffing my mouth with the chocolate bar. Nonetheless he bought it for me so why not.

Time skip-2 years later

"I still think about that day"
I said while sitting on the bathroom floor. I was getting dizzy from the blood loss. With one hand resting on the bathtub and one hand lump, resting on the ground, not being able to move it and on the end of the fingertip there was my good old blade. The blade that ruined everything.
"the day that everything broke apart"
My eyelids were getting heavier by each breath. After that everything went black, i couldn't hear anything, feel anything.
"huh so that's what death feels like"
That was everything i said before blacking out.

??? POV
I grew impatient by knocking on the door for 10 minutes now. I checked if the door was loocked but to my luck it wasn't. I opened the door wide and began slowly walking in and yelling her name. She wouldn't anwser, so i guessed she just didn't want to see anyone at the moment, but i continued searching for her. As i opened the bathroom door i froze. I didn't know how to react, I've never seen her like this. Actually I've never seen her in a bad stage like this. I immediately called the ambulance and stayed with her. As i was holding on to her dying body crying and praying for her not to die i heard the ambulance enter thru the door, i yelled
"PLEASE SAVE HER"
they were suddenly under the door frame of the bathroom and i moved so they could take her to the hospital. The events that happened were replaying in my head like a film. I just realized that I've been on my knees in front of the bathroom crying my heart out for about an hour. So, i slowly left the apartment and went back home.

Y/n POV
As i slowly started to open my eyes there was a glimpse of light that shined brightly in my eyes. My head was hurting more than ever and my body was in pain making it hard for me to move. I couldn't remember how i got here.....actually i couldn't remember anything. I was scared. When i got used to the light, i started to look around. I was laying on a bed..... IN THE HOSPITAL.
"what the heck" i mumbled to myself
I looked around the room just to notice a young man on the chair next to me sleeping. His head was resting on his hands. He was leaning on the side of my bed. I got a little startled as his head fell on his right side from the weight of it. He had medium dark, brown hair, a little messy probably from sleeping. It was lightly waving as the wind blew thru every single strand of hair. He was peacefully sleeping but u could see that he was tensed a bit. I then found myself running my fingers thru his hair, removing the strands from his face. His skin was pale as a snowflake. He looked bold with his sharp jawline yet so soft with his chubby cheeks. I wanted too squeeze them as my grandmother does, but i decided not to cause i would seem like a creep. His lips were more like a line. And his eyes, even when closed they never failed to make him look like a kitten. I stopped my movements as the door opened with force. I quickly looked up only to see someone covered with dark shadows under the doorframe. The figure then took a small, slow step forward. Great now i couldn't see the person because of the blinding lights. Damn these hospital rooms. I was squinting my eyes, trying to see who exactly that was. I then heard a sniff, followed by a quiet sob.
"Y... Y/n?"
Wait! I recognize that voice. My eyes started watering. I was at the verge of     crying but i hold my tears in.
"Kookie" i screamed and as i could taste the salt sliding past my lips. He ran to me and hugged me with his dear life. I respond by putting my arms around his waist and squeezing him. I didn't want to let go. I wanted to stay in this moment forever. Both sharing quiet sobs, gentle sniffles, shredding tears. We had yet to calm down so we stayed like this for a while. After a few minutes he pulled back. He was holding my shoulders as we stared at each other. I could see his red face, covered with dry tears, his puffed, glazed eyes open wide looking at me with concern. He looked scared. Scared for his life. He then hugged me again resting his chin on the crook of my neck.
Jungkook POV
I ran into some people, running to the main desk/counter whatever it is.
"Hello, I'm uhmm looking for Y/n... Y/l/n Y/n," i said with a shaky voice.
"Okay. She's in room... 531," the woman said as i was already across the hall screaming a thank you to the nice lady. I was running, checking the number on each door i saw along the way. I felt like having a heart attack when i got past 500. I could feel my legs getting weaker, but i continued on running. I could feel my heart beat stop for a second while reading the 530 on the door. When i reached room 531, i brutally opened the door, slamming it into the wall. I froze. I couldn't do anything when i saw her laying on the hospital bed, covered with scars and patched up woonds. She looked at me with wide eyes. My vision started getting blury because of the water in, my, eyes.
"Y....Y/n," i stuttered with a voice crack at the end. She looked at me, her eyes staring to get glossy.
"Kookie"
The corners of my lips rose a bit at the sound of the nickname. I ran to her and pulled her into my embrace. After a long period of time spent crying and sobbing we slowly calmed down. While still hugging i whispered:
"I missed you sooo much"
"Me too Kookie, me too," she mumbled but loud enough for me to hear her. Suddenly i hear groaning. I quickly pulled away and looked around. I notice a boy who lazily lifted his head, still leaning on the bed. His eyes still closed, he stood up and straightened his clothes and then opened his eyes and blinked a few times, still getting used to the light. I took a glimpse at  Y/n who was staring at him with confusion as well. At least I'm not the only one. After a while i decided to break the silence:
"Uhmm, hi?"
"Hi"
He said it nonchalantly. Y/n and I exchange looks.
"What the hell," i mouthed
"I don't know," she mouthed back shrugging her shoulders. I turned around with an intention of asking what is going on, when i was met with a hand in front of me.
"Yoongi," the guy said
"What," Y/n responded confused
"My name?" he said a bit annoyed