Scars and Stuffies | J.JKxBTS AU

스물여섯

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It's endless, even if I try to run.

~Lie

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~April 12th~

~Hoseok's POV~

~7:30 am ~

I fumbled with the keys to the dance studio and I unlocked it, rushing inside to find Jimin dancing in the middle of the room, while 'Lie' blasted loudly in the background. I watched him for a moment and I titled my head. His movements were sloppy, uncoordinated and he was tripping left and right, but I could still see the body memory past his drunkenness. I looked around the studio and I spotted about 15 bottles of empty soju, making my eyes widen and I looked over to Jimin, who had slipped and fallen on the floor.

"Oh fuck, Jimin-ah!" I said, quickly rushing over to him to check he was okay "Are you hurt?" I asked, kneeling next to him. He shook his head and he looked up at me, tilting his head "Why Hobi lookin at Diminie so worried?" He asked, making me sigh softly. If you heard him without the slurring, you'd think he was in littlespace but he wasn't, which made me frown "You've been drinking. A lot. I need to take you back to the dorms-" he cut me off when he gagged and he turned his head to the side, throwing up over the practice room floor. I cringed and gently held my hand to Jimin's head.

"Your body temperature is really low, I need to get you to the hospital right now." I said, gulping softly as I grabbed my phone "But Diminie is fine~" he whined, crossing his arms before he fell onto his side with loud giggles. I sighed and I slowly pulled him up to a seated position, dialling 999 "No you aren't I have a feeling you've got alcohol poisoning.." I mumbled, my voice cracking a little. I was terrified for Jimin but I was trying so hard not to show it, I had to stay strong for him.

He may not have known it but he had drunken so much soju that he could die, and that shook me to the core "What's your emergency?" I heard from the end of the phone "A-Ambulance, my boyfriend might have alcohol poisoning, he's drunk like 15 bottles of soju." I said, voice wobbling as I kept my gaze on Jimin, who was staring at seemingly nothing "Is he awake? how are his breathing patterns?" the lady asked as I pulled Jimin closer to me.

"H-He's awake but he's not listening to me, and h-he's breathing really weirdly.." I mumbled into the phone "Where is your location so we can send a crew to you?" she asked. I told her our location and I gulped softly "H-He's gonna be okay, right? I-I-I don't wanna lose him.." I stammered out, gently kissing Jimin's cheek "He's going to be alright, the paramedics are on their way, just stay on the line in case anything happens. Is your boyfriend warm and sitting up?" She asked, making me hold onto Jimin even tighter "H-He's sitting up but he's kinda warm. Will hugs help? we don't have blankets in here.."

"Hugs should be fine. Is he still conscious?" She asked, making me gasp and look at Jimin properly, his eyes were closed and he was slumped against me "F-Fuck, he's not. Recovery position right?" I said, faintly remembering what the others would do after one of us had passed out after an especially hard concert "That's right." she explained to me how to put him in the right position and I curled up behind him to keep him warm "T-Thank you. How long till they get here?"

"They should be right outside, coming upstairs now. Is the casualty still breathing?" she asked, causing me to watch Jimin's chest for a moment "Y-yeah, but it's still weird. Oh, thank god they're here!" I sighed in relief and I sat up instantly when I saw the paramedics come in with a stretcher, rushing over to me "How long has he been unconscious?" one asked while I helped them rest Jimin onto the stretcher "L-L-Like 5 minutes or so. Can I come with you, please? I-I-I-I don't want to leave him"