Heart Throb// Jikook Playboy-ish

Trust me

I harshly shook as Jungkook laid on my lap still unconscious as I clutched onto him.

I told Hobi to take us to the nearest hospital to treat Jungkook but he denied. He kept telling me over and over that he just couldn't do that.

"We have to take him Hobi!" I stared down at Jungkook. His skin was cold and pale.
"W-we can't..... I-I know someone who can help him better than any doctor in the city can." Hobi sighed frustrated.

"This doesn't make any sense.... let's ju-
"Do you trust me......?" He took my hands in his.
I nodded slightly dazed by the entire situation.
"I wanna tell you everything Jimin, but I can't. I'm not the one who should. So let's help him..... help you." He stared deeply into my eyes before carrying Jungkook to the car.

  Chills ran down my spine as I thought about it but I pushed it to the back of my mind.
I watched as Jungkook's chest slowly rose and fell. I sadly looked down at him as I caressed his freezing cheek.

You're okay Jungkook...... I've got you..

Hobi pov:

Jungkook.... I told you to come back safely when I should've been the one who told you not to go.
My chest felt heavy.

I held back tears as I looked out at the mansion driveway.

I need to fix my mistake even if it's come to this.
"We're here Jimin." I stopped the car.

  

  I gently pushed the button and watched as a bright spotlight turned on abruptly. I shielded my eyes.

"State your purpose." A voice boomed through a speaker.
"I-I need medical service." I spoke loudly still shielding my eyes.

"Please look into the camera sir." She spoke.
I looked towards the bright light spotting the camera. I gritted my teeth feeling my eyes sting.

"Jung Hoseok, you are not registered in our underground medical history therefore I'm gonna have to ask you to l-

"It's not for me! Please just make sure....he's alright."  I dropped down on one knee and bowed my head.
"Hobi..." Jimin softly whispered.

In what seemed like forever I heard a loud click as someone walked out onto the pavement. I looked at the black slick pair of shoes before looking up at a tall man with his hair slicked back.

"Come this way..." He held out a hand before helping me up.

I looked at the name imprinted on a white coat. Namjoon.

"He seems to have been injected with a heavy dose of anesthetic drugs and had a critical allergic reaction. Although the allergic reaction caused slight internal swelling, he is no longer in critical condition." The man spoke as he looked down at the tablet.

"I-if he's ok, then why isn't he waking up? Is he in a coma?" Jimin asked as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"I wouldn't say a coma. He's in a deep state of anesthesia but he should be waking up anytime s-

"Ji...Jimin."
I quickly bolted upwards, startled by Jungkook's groggy voice. Jimin stared in disbelief, his eyes instantly watering.
" I need you to relax and take it easy." Namjoon slowly sat Jungkook back.

  "Jimin." His voice trailed off, almost like he was confused. Jimin quickly embraced Jungkook.
I couldn't help the smile that grew upon my face.
He's ok... everything's ok now.

Jk pov:
My hands held onto Jimin's back as he tightly held onto me. I stared up at the ceiling wide eyed.
Jimin's ok. He's really here. I'm alive. My brain went into overdrive.

  "I've... missed you... my prince." I smiled as my vision began to blur. My face quickly heated up as warms tears pricked the corners of my eyes.

 
Jimin pulled back and gently lifted my chin before his soft lips met mine.
I closed my eyes, feeling the heavy tears finally fall as we passionately kissed.