Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Twenty-Three

It's been a few days since Yoongi's been hospitalized. I was walking up the stairs through the hospital, carrying the cloths Yoongi asked of me to bring him.

As I arrived in front of his door, I took a few minutes to calm myself, take a deep breath, and put a smile on my face. As I promised before, I need to be strong. After collecting myself, I knocked on the door, but not too loud just in case he is sleeping. I wouldn't want to wake him up.

Not long after, I heard his sweet voice asking who it was. I opened the door a bit and peek my head in it. A smile crossed his face as soon as he saw me.

"Hey Chim Chim!" I smiled even wider at that nickname. I just loved it and the way Yoongi says it. I got inside the room, placed the bags on the bed beside his, and sat on the chair next to his bed that was reserved for me ever since we first came to this place.

"How are you today?" I asked, placing my hand over his that was laying at the edge of the bed.

"I'm good. I guess. And you Chim?"

"I'm fine. I brought you the things you asked for."

"Thanks. Jin and Namjoon stopped by here yesterday."

I only nodded my head at that. "When are you being discharged?"

"I don't know. I'll probably stay here for quite a long time. Two to three weeks. Maybe, even more, I'm not sure."

Once again, I nodded with my head. My eyes then went to the bandages that were around his head. Then moved to his eyes, nose, and then lips. Those soft but now pale lips... Suddenly, those lips turned into a huge smile which made me look back up at his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, grinning even wider.

"At the most beautiful being in this world," I said which made him smile even more.

"You're overreacting. I look disgusting without hair, being all skinny and pale."

"I dare you to say that again! You were always beautiful the way you are and you will be no matter what."

He smiled once again before lifting up the bed a bit to connect out lips into a long, beautiful kiss. I returned his kiss by placing my hand at the back of his head, moving his face even closer to mine. Oh God, how much I missed this. How much I needed this...

"I love you Jimin," he said while moving away a little.

"I love you too... When you get discharged, we will go to the Zoo and luna park. Okay? And when you're fully healed, we will go on a vacation to Japan. Deal?"

"Deal. We will go wherever you wish just stay by my side Jimin."

"I will Hyung. I promise."

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After about an hour, our time was interrupted as the nurse came in to give Yoongi his medication.

"Jimin, you should leave him to rest now," said Sana. I looked over at her, nodding my head a bit. She was a good nurse as well as a friend. I got along with her since day one. Yoongi can be grumpy with her sometimes, but that's just the way he is with strangers.

" Alright Sana. " I said before looking over at Suga. "I will come here tomorrow again."

He smiled at me once more, but this time sadness evident in his smile. I didn't want to leave either, but I couldn't stay here the whole time.

"Alright. See you tomorrow Jimmine." I kissed him the last time before leaving the hospital.

Once I got outside, I was greeted with a strong wind. It seems as if the storm was coming. I put on my gray cap, hands in my pocket, and start to walk back home. But as soon as I made my first steps, I felt a hand on my shoulder, making me stop.

"We need to talk."

I turned around at the voice that spoke behind me only to find Im standing there, looking at me.

"Im? What are you doing here?! I almost got a heart attack!" I exclaimed, placing my hand on my chest at the place where my heart is located.

"Im looking for you," he explained, making a small pause before continuing. "Right now, I was supposed to beat the crap out of you and get all the information needed, but I won't."

I stared at him, my expression being puzzled. "What kind of information?"

"Miss Min sent me to get you. Yoongi didn't come to their appointment."

"They were supposed to see each other?!" I asked, being shocked by the sudden information.

"Yeah. We were ordered to follow and find him, but after not succeeding in that, we came after you. It seems you've been going in and out of the hospital quite a lot. What's the matter?"

I sighed. "Do you know the story about her ex-husband?"

"Which one? There were more than just one of them."

"Well of course since she is a bitch. The one I was referring to was Yoongi's father."

"Yeah, I know that. Everyone's been saying that he killed himself, but I doubt that's the case."

"That's because he didn't."

He lifted his eyebrows at my statement, seeming surprised. "He didn't? I knew it. Then, what actually happened?"

"He had brain cancer."

"Seriously?" he asked, surprised.

"Yeah. And... Just tell her that you beat me hard and got the information about Yoongi not being well these days, so he's been staying at the hospital."

"Okay, and the truth is?" I kept quiet. "You really don't trust me?" he asked, once again. "He has a tumor as well, doesn't he?"

I only nodded at that.

"I'm sorry about that... Don't worry, I won't tell her about that. If I did, everything would have gone to hell. So don't worry, I'm on your side."

"Thank you."

He patted my shoulder, giving me a light smile. "Good luck Jimin."

I nodded my head lighting as a sign of thankfulness. "Say hello to the rest of the squad."

"Be sure I will. See ya."

We waved each other goodbye before he left the place. I felt sorry for him and the rest of the guys. They were good, but they had to work for that bitch.

I took off my hat and went with fingers through my hair. Shoving my hand into the pocket, I took out my phone and messaged Namjoon asking to meet with me at the bar. I must find out more about his family. As things seem, for now, this is leading me nowhere good. It took him only two minutes to reply to my message, which was great. He was already at the bar so I made my way straight over there.

Right now, I was standing in front of the entrance of the bar, not being able to find the courage to enter it. I was tapping my foot against the floor while chewing on my lower lip.

What if he does not have the answer to the questions that I need to know the answer to? What if he can't be of any help to me? If he does not know it, then who would?

Anxiousness took over my body completely. I needed to know everything in order to help Yoongi. 

Damn, what's going on with me. C'mon Jimin. Remember the promise you made. You can't back down now. I sighed heavily before opening the wooden door before me and finally going into the bar.

I stopped for a moment, my eyes looking over all the faces that were inside. I was searching for a particular person. Not long after, I spotted him sitting at the counter, arms linked, leaning over it. I immediately made my way over to him. 

"You better have something useful for me, Jonny..."

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