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Epilogue

[ Don't worry, there will be a sequel! ]

3rd Person POV

Beep.

Beep.

The monitor attached to Taehyung's heart went at a steady pace, the rhythm soothing for Jimin, who was seated in the chair beside Tae's bed.

He daydreamed, staring at the wall across from him with a troubled gaze.

Knock.
Knock.

"How's it going?" Seokjin leaned against the doorway, a sad smile on his face. His younger brother just shrugged.

"I'm scared he won't wake up." Jimin fretted, glancing towards his best friend and reaching for the comatose boy's hand.

"It's been a week," Jin scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Don't be so dramatic."

Entering the room, the young man made his way to the nightstand beside Taehyung's bed. He began to rearrange the many gifts that had anonymously been appearing. Neither him n'or Jimin knew who had been the source of the plenty of gifts for the suicidal male beside them.

Seokjin touched the petals of a bouquet, turning flowers and perfecting it's look. He smiled. Whoever had given Taehyung this bouquet had great taste in flowers.

Turning to Jimin, he gazed at his brother softly. The boy was staring at his best friend with a worried look, his eyes skimming the sleeping boy's face.

"He'll be okay."

"But what if-"

"Jimin." Jin's tone was stern, cutting the fretful boy short of his worries. "Relax." His younger brother breathed out.

The two got into conversation, soon becoming endorsed in the latest family gossip of which their aunt was now divorcing her fourth husband. Jimin chuckled lightly, not surprised at this news, as his aunt was always a tad wild.

Little did they notice a certain boy beginning to wake.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered open. The light stung, so he squinted harshly at the world around him.

The blue haired felt sore. Not any where particular, just his entire body. As if he hadn't moved in forever. Which he hadn't.

He let out a light groan, beginning to move.

Jimin gasped and Seokjin whipped around to face the waking boy. And suddenly everything was a whir and the two brothers scrambled to take care of Taehyung. 

After a giving Tae some water and letting him slowly relax and adapt to his surroundings, the two brothers stood back.

It was a staring contest between Jimin and Taehyung, the blue haired furrowing his brows.

"Excuse me..." Tae's voice was hoarse with the lack of use it had gone through. Both Jimin and Seokjin nodded in unison.

"But who are you?"
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