The soup is warm as it's running down your throat. "Thanks, Namjoon." He puts the blanket over you again. It's been five days since you left the hospital. After you arrived home you got really sick. You don't know, if it's caused by your broken heart, but your fever is getting worse and worse. Jimin doesn't answer his phone, neither to you nor Namjoon. He's been here the whole time, taking care of you. "This needs time. Jimin needs time. You need time as well and maybe after some time, we can fix all this. You guys belong together, I know it." That's what he has been saying this past week.
You're not so sure if this is fixable at all. You close your eyes again, the fever has been getting worse the last few hours, when suddenly the door bell rings. Olivia opens up. She knocks softly at your door: "Y/N, someone's here for you. I let him in." Is it Jimin? Is he coming to check on you? Did he forgive you? You sit up straight, with feverish eyes you look at the door. It opens and Hobi enters the room. You fall backwards again. "Hi, Hobi! I'm sorry I've got fever. You better don't come any closer." "Oh no, poor baby." How can he be so understanding? You broke his best friend's heart. "Hi, I'm Namjoon. I'm sorry, who are you?" You only get parts of their conversation, your ears swoosh. Hobi sits down next to the bed.
"How's Jungkook?" You ask quietly. Actually you don't want to know. "He's not as bad as you look." Your eyes are swollen from crying five days and your head must be red from the fever. "Thanks." "I'm sorry. You look awful. What happened?" "Joonie, please tell him the story. I can't."
Namjoon tells the story and you can see how Hobi's expression changes from worried, to curious, to happy, to shocked, to worried again. "Wow. That sucks. Jungkook only told me, that he was about to fall in love with you. You're the first girl he ever had this kind of feelings for. But then you told him about Jimin. He understands you. He's not mad, but he doesn't want to see you either. I just guess he needs time. That's why I'm here. He still wants to know how you are, how everything went from the point where you left his place. Do you remember our talk a couple of weeks ago?" You nod. Hoseok told you to not break Jungkook's heart. Now you're scared. Did he come here, to break your bones? "I told you, to tell him soon, if you have any intentions with him. And you did. You did as soon as you knew. Not in the best way, obviously, but still you were honest. Thank you for that."
Did Hobi just thank you for breaking Jungkook's heart? Who is this guy? How did he not get a nobel price yet? How can a person always be this positive?
"You made a difference in his life. He's changed somehow. There is something you started. I sincerely thank you for that. He needed this. Every bad thing that's happening has an upside to it, if you think about it. Jungkook wasn't really in love with you. He was just about to fall in love with you. Or maybe he was just hornby for you, I don't know. And he doesn't know either. He's never been in love. But still you had an impact on him. He wants to leave the country."
"WHAT?!" You and Namjoon say simultaniously. "You better talk to him about that. Call him. I guess he wants to speak with you, before we leave." "We?" "Yes, I'm going with him. My life could be so much better, if not for all the people chasing me, because of money I don't have. So we're both going. I don't care where. I just go wherever Jungkook goes."
You can't close your mouth. Hobi and Jungkook are going to leave. You just found these two incredible men, and now they're leaving you.
Tears start to swell up again. You take out your phone and dial Jungkook's number. "Thank you, Hobi. For everything." He smiles, squeezes your hand and leaves.
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Track 07
FanfictionYour life is shit. You hate everything about it. Until one day you hear a melody. You can't get it out of your head so you start writing lyrics. When suddenly the composer of the melody, Jimin, stands right before you. He smiles at you, listens to...