MUTE LOVE (JIKOOK)

Visting him

(Jungkook's p.o.v)

It's 7PM and Taehyung just received a call from the hospital saying that Jimin was awake.

We're preparing to go and visit him. Taehyung told me to wait for him to tell me it's okay before going inside the room. I hope he won't be too angry that I came.

- are you sure you want to come Jungkook?

- yeah...I want to see if he's okay and even if I highly doubt he would answer, I really want to talk to him.

He nodded

At the hospital

We just arrived and I'm starting to regret coming with Taehyung. What if Jimin hates me. What if I'm just gonna stress him more by visiting him...

Now that I think about it, he doesn't really know me asides from the fact that I beat two guys up for him and awkwardly asked him to be friends.

I was cut in my thoughts when Taehyung tapped my shoulder.

- Jungkook stop panicking! You look like your eyes are going to pop out of your head! And it scares me.

- do you think he hates me?

- what?!

- Do you think that Jimin hates me ?

- why would he hate you? You saved him two times... maybe you're weird but I don't think he hates you. I think he's more scared than everything else.

- I really hope so...

- you hope he's scared?

- no you dumbass, I hope he doesn't hate me!

We arrived at Jimin's room.

- now I'll go in first and I'll tell you when you can come in.

I nodded and he stepped in the room.

(Jimin's p.o.v)

It's been 30 minutes since I woke up in the hospital. At first I was confused as hell but then I remembered bumping into this guy and Jungkook beating him up before I felt dizzy. The last thing I remembered was the feeling of two strong arms wrapping around me. Then I don't remember anything. The nurse came when I woke up to check my blood pressure and shits like that.

While I was still thinking about what happened there was a knock on my rooms door. The door was opened only to reveal a tired looking Taehyung. He walked up to my bedside and sat on a chair before smiling slightly at me. He looked pale and I was surprised. Normally, this guy is always hyped up and making weird jokes that aren't even funny. So seeing him like that is really unusual.

- hey Jiminie... I hope you're doing better. I was really worried you know? And I wasn't the only one. I just wanted to say, I know you won't talk to me but, if you need someone one day, I'm here okay?

He looked like he pitied me and I didn't like it. The thing with Taehyung is, I want to believe him. But i can never tell when he's serious or when he isn't. Also, the only guy who I thought was my friend before and in the end it was just a stupid dare, he was one of Taehyung's friends. And even though they aren't close anymore, I can't bring myself to trust Taehyung anymore.

- and before I leave, there's someone else that really wants to see you...

Now I was curious. Who could want to see me?

- don't worry, you know him. He almost begged me to come here with me and see if you were okay.

I was even more curious now.

- you can come in!

He yelled but not too loud since we're still in a hospital and there's probably some people sleeping right now.

Just then the door slowly opened again just to reveal.... Jungkook?! What in hell is he doing here?!

My eyes widened and I couldn't help the heat that spread in my cheeks.

Taehyung got up and said a small goodbye before leaving the room leaving me alone with Jungkook. I looked down at myself and realised I didn't have sleeves. I quickly tried to hide my arms in my back.

- it's okay. You don't need to hide it, I saw all of them..

I looked at him in shock and confusion.

He must have realised because he added-

- when you passed out... I catched you and your sleeves lifted up. I saw it all.

I was shocked and didn't know what to do. What if he's not the only one who saw it?

Jungkook came closer and sat down on the same chair as Taehyung previously. I wanted to ask him why he beat the guy out so bad. But I was to scared to even open my mouth.

- Jimin I-I... I just wanted to say sorry.

Now I was even more shocked.

- I'm sorry I wasn't there in time to avoid you from being hit. It's my fault... I should have been there earlier.
He had tears in his eyes at the end of his sentence.

What is he saying? Why does he think it's his fault?

He took my hand slowly and caressed my wrist.

- please Jimin...please don't do this anymore. You're just hurting yourself more. Your skin is too soft and pretty to be covered in scars.
A single tear rolled down his cheek making my eyes water.

- don't hurt yourself anymore. All those people who're trying to hurt you... I'm pretty sure they're just some jealous bastards. They can't accept their ugliness so they hurt you to make themselves believe that they are better than you in a way.

Tears left my eyes at this. My mother would say the exact same thing. I wish she was here to tell me what to do right now. I wish she could be alive right now.

- and lastly, please eat properly... when you fell in my arms, I could feel every bone of your body and the nurse told us you weren't eating enough.

When he finished, he looked up at me. I turned my face the other side to hopefully hide my tears but I wasn't fast enough and he put his hand under my chin, moving my face back to him.

- stop hiding. It's okay to cry sometimes...

I looked in his eyes and could only see adoration and care making more tears flow from my eyes.

He wiped them with his hand and hugged me slightly before immediately pulling back.

- now I'll have to go before Taehyung barges in and pulls me outside by the hair...
He said before chuckling softly.

And for the first time since my mother's death, I wanted to smile...

He said his goodbye and left, leaving me thinking.

I hate him so much. I hate how he reminds me of my mother. I hate how he makes me want to trust him even though I don't know him. I hate how he made me want to smile. And I surely hate how he made me feel safe so fast...