Kitten ( Namjoon x BTS)

37 - You're my Star ⭐

[Jimins pov]

We all gasped as Namjoon sat upright in the bed. We had been watching him for weeks lying in the bed, stone cold, almost like a statue, and to see him sit up suddenly made me gasp and I almost fell of the chair I was currently sitting in.
As I looked around the room at my other boyfriends it seemed to be the same reaction for the other boys.

"Jimin" Namjoon gasped out and my eyes widened, my mind processing what he had just said, but my body was frozen.
The boys turned from Namjoon to me slowly and I gave them all a "what" face.

I slowly leaned into Namjoons sight, being carefully about doing so because I had heard a lot about people waking up from comas.
What I wasn't expecting however was Namjoon to gasp when he seen my face, and pull me into his chest, hugging me tightly and whispering, "oh thank God you're alive, you won't leave me Jimin, you can't leave me".

I looked at Jungkook who was standing near the top of Namjoons bed, and was the only one I could currently see and raised my eyebrows at him in concern. He got the hint and muttered softly to Namjoon. "You wake up and the first person you call is Jimin? I'm jealous" he muttered in a playful tone.
Namjoon let go of me slightly but still held onto the edge of my hoodie, before turning around to look at all of and muttering out,
"What happened?"

After a few hours of speaking to Namjoon and us and all the doctors, Namjoon was finally awake and well aware of everything, including how the doctor sadly said he can't do anymore for him regarding the cancer as it had spread way too much in his body and even the strongest drugs now wouldn't do anything.

It was evening currently, around 7pm or so, we had all helped Namjoon get comfortable after lying in one position for weeks. We had all chipped in to wash his face and his hair and his body with a wet cloth as he couldn't move too much now. The TV was on playing one of his favorite shows, the room smelt of vanilla, his favorite scent of course. We had eventually managed to change his clothes with help from all 7 of us and doctors and he was now in Ryan pajamas.
He still had tubes coming out of everywhere, from his wrists to his chest to his nose, but that couldn't be helped of course.

There was a pad beside Namjoon so he could sit up or lie down the bed or call the nurse etc that he found very useful as he had little energy left in him. The bed wirred and we all turned around to see him put up the bed so he was sitting up. He smiled gently at us all when he noticed us all staring at him.
"Can somebody please pass me my notebook and a pen instead of staring at me" he manged to say with a slight smirk on his face.

Yoongi was the closest to the notebook so he picked it up before placing it on the desk. He froze however when Namjoon spoke us, as did the rest of us.
"Hyungie it's not your fault, it really isn't, but please don't drink too much alcohol".

Yoongi was silent for a minute before he let out what seemed like an hour before he let out a shaky whisper but loud enough for all in the room to hear. "How do you know about that Joonie?"

Yoongi inhaled sharply when Namjoon answered his question, and I could feel everyone, including me tense up.
"I could hear everything hyungie".

Hoseok was the only one who seemed to see that this was heading in a bad direction and quickly changed the subject.
"What's the notebook for baby?" he asked softly, turning Namjoons attention to the purple, sparkly notebook on the desk.

"I need to write my bucket list Hobi hyung" Namjoon said, with one of the brightest smiles on his face.

My face fell at the mention of a bucket list but I then noticed Taehyung come over to Namjoon and cheerfully ask "ohh let's write it and then decorate it all prettily just like you"