muse(ic)//mygxreader

21💬

Dedicated to: @NFJDISNRJRJ

Five days. Five days Jungkook has yet to leave the hospital, staying by Taehyung's unconscious body during visiting hours and sitting next to the room in the hallway when he wasn't allowed in. Anyone could see he hasn't slept, the bags under his eyes were dark and heavy. His form was getting thinner and weaker. His personality had changed from bright and smiley to dark and dull. Everyone saw it but him. His line of sight was Taehyung and only Taehyung.

He couldn't stop blaming himself. Repeating the past over and over again in his mind. The memory of the kiss, the feel of Taehyung's warm body and soft lips. His large hands on his small waist. It felt so right. Yet he refused to admit it. The stigma that he was raised with was the wall in his heart that couldn't be broken. If he had said what he wanted that night, would he be sitting in front of a hospital door with a dying Taehyung?

He just wanted to help. He was calm. Never rose his voice or got mad at Jungkook's behavior. He was innocent. It was Jungkook who was irrational. He rose his voice. Blamed Taehyung. Left without explanation or talking it through. What did he expect? To kiss his best friend, not talk it out, and not be awkward the next time they met? To still cling onto one another and joke about dating and not have the image of them on top of each other in the back of their minds.

"Jungkook," Namjoon called, motioning the plate of Gimbap to the younger, "Jungkook, you need to eat."

He shook his head, "I should eat, is what you mean Hyung. What I need is for him to wake up." He hugged his knees to his chest. His movements were slow and weak, showing just how poorly he was taking care of himself.

Yoongi came down next to him, "If you don't eat you might not be here when he does."

Jungkook jumped up at his hyung's words, "It takes minimum of two weeks to die from starvation! Taehyung will wake-up before that! I will be here," he slowly slide down the wall and hugged his knees again, letting tears slip out, "I have to be here."

Namjoon and Yoongi exchanged looks. He never revealed what happened. No one knew why he was being so emotional. Sure, they all were feeling the loss of Taehyung's presence but for Jungkook it seemed like the best part of him fell unconscious with Tae.

Yoongi silently left, going to find Jimin, the one person who's been able to get Jungkook to eat. Namjoon went besides him, setting down the plate.

He sighed, "We can't help if you don't tell us what happened."

His only response was soft whimpers coming from Jungkook's shaking form. He placed a hand on his back, showing him he could take his time but forever wasn't time.

"Namjoon Hyung," he began, "Can you fall in love with your best friend?"

The question took him by shock, it brought him to when he asked Jungkook if he believed in love. While Jungkook was sure, Namjoon wasn't so sure himself. Not understanding why someone would sign themselves up for disaster.

He sighed, "Of course it is. You spend your time with someone, start learn everything about them, you'll eventually fall. Why do you ask?"

Jungkook started to sob harder, he whispered something inaudible but Namjoon was sure he said Taehyung.

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*4 hours later*

"Yoongi!" Y/n shrieked. She held her messy hands above her has Yoongi poured in the white powder, making it fly up in their faces.

"Sorry!" He said, softly cupping her cheeks to wipe away the flour that flew up. The batter from his hands ended up smearing onto her face, making more of a mess.