don't go underground | jjk ✓

13. vanilla

"I called someone I know and trust. He's studying medicine and said he can help. He'll be over as soon as he can," Jimin said quickly, slamming the car door shut, the vehicle parked in the guarded parking garage of the apartment complex, and following behind Jungkook who hurriedly made his way to the stairs, opting for that since the elevator was in use.

Jungkook suddenly froze and whirled around and you yelped, holding onto him tighter. Jimin looked at him in confusion, both of them mid way up the next flight.

"We don't have time for thi-"

"Jimin, I need you to go to the hospital. Tae will flip if he wakes up in there alone. Please." Jungkook said quickly and your eyes shot wide, knowing he was right.

"He will kill himself trying to kill me if I'm the one in that room," Jimin whined and you reached out and touched his arm with a pleading look on your face. "Goddammit, fine. Wish me luck with your brother, Smarty."

"Thanks," you whispered and Jimin turned on his heel, heading back down the steps to his car.

"Don't die or that dumbass carrying you will, too!" He hollered from below and Jungkook mumbled unintelligent words under his breath as he continued running up the steps, your smile lasting for a second before falling in pain.

You felt dizzy and lightheaded, the small lamps on the staircase walls making you wince as you simply couldn't describe the feeling in your leg or shoulder anymore, the burn was so much. Did Jungkook even know about the cut on your leg?

When the boy hit the right floor, he was slamming a foot against the sleek expensive door in one motion.

"Hey, don't kick the door, you brat- Y/N!" Hoseok clambered forward and hugged you as best as he could in your position, pushing the two of you inside. "I'm so happy you're alive, I was so worried."

Jungkook had called him in the car, relaying the information, his screams of shock audible even when the phone wasn't on speaker. As Jungkook carried you inside the grand apartment, you felt safe hearing the door lock securely behind you. The elder had done as Jungkook had said, clearing off the dining table and making it a temporary table for you to get treated on.

"I called Jin," Hoseok said as Jungkook laid you down on the table. "His boyfriend is in medicine and this is right up his sleeve. They should be here soon."

"Jimin called someone, too," Jungkook said with wide eyes. "Do we need both?"

"Both are coming anyways so why not." Hoseok shrugged, bringing over washcloths and water for you. You shifted on the stiff surface below you and felt Jungkook tuck a pillow under your head.

He wiped at your sweat and looked over at Hoseok who was standing on the other side of you. You gazed over at the familiar man, his tall, slim but fit figure shadowed by the sophisticated lighting wrapping around the expensive molding of the wall.

"Where are the girls?" You weakly murmured, Hoseok's eyes brightening as he stared down at you with a dimpled, soft smile.

"They took showers and I put them to bed. They both probably crashed by now." The elder chuckled and you winced as Jungkook lifted you to help you take off the jacket.

"Where did you get this?" Your best friend asked, voice pouty and curious. "You weren't wearing it... wait... didn't- isn't this Suga's-"

"L-Later-" you shook your head, Hoseok helping you lay down again as Jungkook threw the jacket to the ground in disgust, not wanting the truth to be true.

"You have a lot of explaining to do," he muttered angrily, noticing the pink color on your face, eyes gazing at nothing in memory.

"Hey, she's dying right now, calm down." Hoseok slapped him and you felt a shiver run up your body. The elder was already running to grab a blanket. "I'll go check on the girls real quick, too."