𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter fourty nine

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Jeongguk got up on his feet and jogged towards Namjoon's room.

He got a text from him that he couldn't sit up from his bed, lightly knocking on his door and twisting the doorknob, pushing the door open. Namjoon saw the door open and weakly waved. The younger sighed and walked up to him, curling his brows.

"I tried but my back kept hurting." Namjoon sighed, showing his hand for help.

Jeongguk sighed, grabbing his hand and arm, pulling him up with his strength. Namjoon quietly groaned in pain when he was able to sit up. The younger rubbed the older's back, getting his spine to stop hurting.

Namjoon grabbed the edge of his shirt, lifting it up to wipe his sweat off of his face. The younger stopped and walked over to the dresser, grabbing the water bottle on top and handed it to the older, getting the medication. He opens the bottle—

"I don't want to take it." The older shook his head.

Jeongguk made a clicking noise to get the older's attention, putting the drink and the bottle down. "(Take it, Hyung. Your pain is less when you take it)."

"I know that. I just..I don't feel like taking it."

Jeongguk sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "(All of us don't want your back getting worse. We're all worried about you)."

"(I know)." Namjoon replied without even moving his mouth.

(Can I see Hoseok)?"

Namjoon made eye contact with him, knitting his brows. "Why?"

"(I want to see how he's doing)."

"Are you sure? He's not been the same since three years ago." The older curled his brows.

Jeongguk nodded. "(I understand that)."

Namjoon sighed. "Okay. We'll check up on him." He pushed himself up from the ground—

Until Jeongguk placed a hand on the older's shoulder, not wanting him to stand up. The older looked up at him, knitting his brows.

"(Medicine)." He used one of his hand to sign.

Namjoon sighed, lifting his hand up to show his palm. The younger grabbed the bottle, taking out a pill and placed it down on the older's hand. He picked up the drink and gave it to him.

"Yoongi-Hyung?"

Yoongi turned his head and immediately went on his feet from sitting down on the floor, quickly bowing at him. "Oh hey, Kim."

"Why are you here?" Namjoon knitted his brows.

The oldest rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "...Checking on Hoseok." He said.

"How's he doing?"

Yoongi sadly lowered his head. "Still the same."

Jeongguk softly tapped on Namjoon's shoulder, getting his attention. "(What's wrong with Hoseok-Hyung)?"

"Babe."

Jeongguk looked at Yoongi, curling his brows. The oldest walked up to him, reaching out his hand to hold the youngest's hand, slightly pulling him closer. Yoongi caressed his hand, looking at him in the eyes.

"He's been suffering with schizophrenia."

Jeongguk widen his eyes. He looked at Namjoon but he was facing away, looking into the room with the small window on the door. Jeongguk curled his brows and looked back down at the smaller. Yoongi softly sighs, turning his head to Namjoon.

"Namjoon-ah doesn't want Hoseok to go in a mental hospital. He doesn't want to let go and that's why Hoseok's in that room." Yoongi slightly explained, looking back up at the tall boy. "It's been rough for us since it started."

Jeongguk just softly put his arms around Yoongi, putting his chin down on his head, rubbing his back. The older hugged back, putting his face in the boy's shoulder.

Namjoon fluttered his eyes and turned his head at them, curling his brows. He just lowered his head and turned back around to the small window, looking around in the room.

Hoseok wasn't there. No where to be seen.

"Fuck." Namjoon started to dig through his pocket to get out his keys, putting the key in the lock, twisting it on the doorknob. He pushed the door open, closing it behind him. "Hoseo—"

A pan immediately hit Namjoon's head, making him fall down to the ground. He groaned and held onto his head. Hoseok stood there in fear, holding tight on the handle. He still was shaking in fear.

"Y-You're not getting me this time!" Hoseok yelled at him, pointing at him with the pan.

Yoongi quickly opened the door, seeing Namjoon on the ground and seeing Hoseok too. "Hoseok, why the hell did you do that!?"

"Stay the fuck back!" Hoseok pointed the frying pan at him. "I-I'm warning you!"

"Hoseok, it's us! You just hit Namjoon! No one is coming after you!" Yoongi explained, pointing at himself and the male slowly getting back up on his feet.

Namjoon continued to rub the back of his head, hissing from the pain. "Fuck." He looked at his hand just in case. "Thank god I'm not bleeding."

Jeongguk didn't want to freak Hoseok out so he just waited. Hoseok just slowly lowered the frying pan, curling his brows when he saw Yoongi. He slowly walked up to him.

"Yoongi-Hyung. I have a problem. I need help." Hoseok spoke.

The older knitted his brows. "What?"

"Someone kidnapped me."

Namjoon curled his brows when he heard those words. He slowly looked at Yoongi, then looked at Jeongguk. He hoped that word didn't trigger both of them. Namjoon gets that it has been four years but..he's just worried. That's all.

"He's almost hurt me so I got to hurt him! I can finally escape!" Hoseok smiled proudly.

"Hoseok—"

A sudden push.

Turns out, Hoseok ran out of the room...

...and managed to escape the whole building.

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