23 hours and 59 minutes later
Author's POV
"It's yours, my beauty."
A heart tone that grew brighter, louder and shorter as the blood columns vibrated. While the normal pulse was 60 to 80 beats, this pulse accelerated to over 100 beats per minute. A tachycardia.
"Look how it shines, a brightness that resembles your eyes. Look how pristine and immaculate it's shell looks, likewise your skin and your heart."
6 a.m.
Diona's hand automatically fell on her chest as the airflow slowed and the airways became tighter.
Jimin heard noises next to him before his pupils appeared. "Diona!" They were the only ones who could hear his loud scream as she clasped his wrist, trying to breathe. Even if she knew she wouldn't survive without her medication.
With one hundred percent of his strength and patience, he laid his hand on her hammering heart. After closing his eyes, first his arm tickled, next his inner palm and finally his fingertips. An earthquake began, which took over her heart palpitations. With every passing second, the tempo of the beats decreased, her muscles completely relaxed.
"Shhh..." ,he whispered, "it's okay."
She stared at the lyricized ceiling. Gradually, her grip loosened as she listened to her normal heartbeats, which were played back like loud bass. A phenomenon that would never happen in reality.
But that is exactly what just happened.
Jimin could feel her health condition under his touch and opened his eyes. Before he took his hand away, she already did that when she felt something lying in her other hand. She pushed him and stood on her feet.
Jimin glanced at the tiny white conch shell which she threw on the floor.
"W- w-" ,she took two steps back, "What a-are you?"
He got up slowly. But she wouldn't let him walk around the bed.
"Don't come any closer!" she screamed with sadness in her voice. Her finger was on him while she trembled all over her body. "This was a dream! I know, yes I know! You put something in my drink!"
Not only her heart was beating against the chest at frantic speed, but so was his. He neither shook his head nor nodded at her statements. He stood in front of her like a statue from ancient times.
"You are all sick. You- You give your fans dangerous stuff and make them hallucinate! You drug them, don't you? You quit because you've all lost your minds!"
He clenched his hands in fists. But he remained silent as the grave. Because he knew about her condition. Exhaustion and anger mixed together into a feeling she could no longer control.
"I never want to see you again, Park Jimin."
After that hateful sentence, he lowered his head and looked down at the ground. He stepped aside so she could walk past him when he could catch her scent for the last time and save it forever in his senses. He flinched when the door slammed, after which he sank his shoulders and was now alone. Just him and his longing for Army, that were left in the room.
"Who knows" ,she ran down the hall, "what he did to me?"
She stormed through the living room, which reminded her of last night, where she suddenly heard voices.
"Jeez Jungkook, how many times have I told you to vacuum every day?!"
Diona hid behind a pillar in the room. An unknown voice. She wondered how the boys could clean a huge palace like this by themselves. Little did she know that these boys hated giving orders to other people. Watching them do their work.
