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* Yoongi PoV
Slipping through the door, I hurriedly walked to the reception.
" Escuse me. A patient named jeon jungkook. Room number. Fast" I asked her in cracked voice , not even able to form a proper statement .
" Just a minute" She replied and started going through the web list. Unlike me she seemed calm and compost, probably due to experience.
" Third room to the left " She said.
Thanking her, I ran to the said direction , occasionally bumping on few . Checking the name board twice , I entered the room. My heart dropped to my stomach seeing jungkook lying on the hospital bed, with strings and wires connected to the monitor which was constantly beating to his heartbeat.
With heavy steps I walked towards him. Pulling a chair, I sat beside him and engulfed his palms in mine. Stroking it Soothingly, I just looked over badly bruised jungkook In dismay.
In these many years of, killing and fighting I have never seen him in this bed helplessly. Not even once . The maximum was to see him get bruised but he would return next day with a smile. But now his body blood shoot damaged and seemed like the recovery would take forever.
There was dark black-purple patches on each and every part of his body. Someone hitting him with hard edged pole or something. Apart from that, there was only minor exterior injuries. Suspicious, I ran my hands over his upper body . My eyes grew wide in horror , feeling his broken ribs underneath his skin. Not only his upper body, a clear scan told that he has been forced with internal bleed.
A tear slipped through my eyes and landed over his cheeks. Is this the feeling which I force others to go through by killing their loved ones. I squeezed my eyes shut and let the tears fall more freely
" Hyung".
My eyes jolted open hearing the low forced voice.
" Look. How are you. Thank god you woke up. Doctor. Doctor " I screamed and was about to get up and call the nurses when I felt a light grip on my wrist. Calming with the sudden touch I looked behind me.
" Hyung. Please stay here" He said , with a drained voice. I silently took the seat and held his hands again. Swallowing the lump in my throat I asked him
" How you feeling ?" Though I know the answer, my mind just aimlessly forced me to ask .
" Painful" He said, expressionless.
He moved his body vaguely to feel his muscle but ended up hissing.
"Who did this to you? " I asked him. The most random question which I happened to forgot in the hustle bustle.
" Ji.. Jimin" He Sluterred and closed his eyes for a second and looked over me with a tired gaze. A blanket of bitterness swept across my face hearing his name. an unstoppable Anger just swarmed in my veins . Balling my hands in fist, I stood up aggressively.
" That fucker is gonna pay for unleashing at you" I said aggressively.
" No. Hyung wait" .
Intentionally ignoring his words, I was about to open the door when it pushed backed itself straight hitting my nose.
" Ouch. Ouch. Ouch ouch" .
" Oh gosh. Boss sorry. I didn't mean to" A voice said with nervousness . Scruntching my nose, I rolled my eyes up and met with sam. He bowed and mouthed a sorry.
Acknowledging his sorry with a quick nod I interrogated him
" Why are you here? " .
" Oh yah. I almost forgot " .
He looked behind my shoulder and gave a thumbs up to jungkook. Jungkook smiled satisfying still with a hint of ache from his smile.
" What's happening? " I asked, oblivious of the eye conversation.
Sam pulled out a photo and handed me . My eyes grew wide in amusement witnessing jimin dead right in front of his house . Unknowingly a same satisfactory grin painted my lips .
I patted this five foot tall man then me on his shoulder
" Good work man" I praised him.
Taking a quick check on jungkook condition, he left the hospital.
Again talking a seat beside him, I smiled at him proudly.
" You never fail to impress me" I said. He just looked to other side flattered.
" You know, how death worried I was when I heard you being admitted. How did this all happen kook? " I asked him in a spin.
"I was in training centre for a follow up when a computerized warning call just drove me to a secluded area" He said in a deep undertone.
" Did they threaten you with my name? " .
" Hyung, Do you think I would have gone if it's you. It was y/n" .
My eyes grew wide in shock.
" Yes. So I just blindly followed my fear and got dumped" He said with a unsettling voice.
Rubbing my temples In frustration, I sighed heavily. Many are just getting aware of her presence which is certainly not a good sign.
Suddenly I felt slipping of touch from my palms. I looked over jungkook confused.
" You know what. You shouldn't have come here. Today is your last night with y/n and your presence here is only making me guilty" He said.
At that moment I felt regret eating me up, but I was not resenting even a tiny bit for prioritizing jungkook over y/n.
A small smile just made it's way to my lips , erasing thr creases between his brows as I ruffled his hair lovingly.
" Take rest . I will call the doctor " I said to him and just unconsciously kissed his forehead. He jerked at my sudden action and surprise took over his face. Even I was far beyond surprise but I maintained my posture hiding any hint of emotions and walked out of the door giving him a assuring smile.
Informing the doctor about his consciousness, I took a place in one of the seats next to his room. I pulled out my mobile, and found nearly ten missed call from y/n and countless message.
Sighing, I switched my phone off and leaned back. I closed my eyes shut and recalled the feeling of my almost parting kiss. I was just delighted with the thought of kissing y/n under stars and the next moment everything crashed down. I wanted so badly to put the burden of blame on jungkook, but I couldn't make up enough courage to do so.
What did he do after all to push him into guilt darkness . And right now, in such extreme of mental pressure,even tears are not embracing me. I felt so drained out . I wonder will I ever get to spend a night with peaceful sleep, where I don't have to think about anything, worry about y/n safety, greet the morning sun without a foggy heart and just enjoy each moment of time with her.
Suddenly I felt so pathetic for dragging y/n into this cursed fate, even depriving her happiness. Running hands through the locks of hair, my eyes landed on the wall clock.
Unknowingly I just bursted into fits of laughter , seeing my broken self. And now when I have been pitied with almost three hours of time for reaching out to y/n, my fate has finally succeeded in drawing fear over the word happiness.
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