𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter seventy seven

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"He'll be fine. I put him on some medication to let him relax from the pain."

Jeongguk nodded, fiddling with his fingers a bunch of times. His Hyung finally is resting on the bed. The guy named Yibo is currently a doctor. Jeongguk thought he was a rookie doctor but he wasn't. He's a legit one, just fired for some odd reason or whatever. The guy didn't really talk about his life.

"I learned sign language in school. You don't have to nod or shake your head." Yibo said, chuckling and putting on hand sanitizer. "So sign to me how you know Mr.Kim."

"(I'm his cousin)." Jeongguk signed, earning a nod from the male. "(I don't know how he got shot or who shot him)..."

"It was probably that Yugyeom kid."

Jeongguk knitted his brows, looking at him. "(What? Yugyeom)?"

"He never told you about him?" Yibo knitted his brows, scoffing. "Hell..that guy messes him up. The cut on his head and the bullet wound was all Yugyeom. This is my second time stitching him up."

"(Why the hell is he hurting him)?"

"He's not getting what he wants." Yibo closed his box. "If he doesn't get it, meaning if Mr.Kim says he can't do it, he'll kill Mr.Kim this time. He'll only hurt him as a threat if he doesn't do it right."

What kind of fucking job does my cousin have!? Jeongguk knitted his brows, putting the bloody towel down with a rough sigh escaping his lips.

"How come you can't talk?" Yibo suddenly said, leaning on his chair.

Jeongguk looked up at him. "Hm?"

"Is there a reason why you're mute?"

"(Some bastard cut my tongue out. It's a long story)."

"No tongue, huh?" He raised a brow. Yibo suddenly smirked. "I know a guy."

Jeongguk froze.

"He just disappeared on me. I got a text message hours later and he just said he's meeting with someone but..it's been a couple of days now." Yoongi rubbed the back of his neck. "He's been..very sketchy lately like his cousin."

Taehyung knitted his brows. "How sketchy?"

"I don't know... He not a sketchy person, right?" Yoongi looked at him with brows curled. "I get he's shy but..sketchy? It's new of him. Like his cousin."

"Is he having his nightmares again?"

The older fluttered his eyes. "H-How do you know about that?"

Taehyung widen his eyes. "So he is?"

"I-I..yeah. He's been having them."

"What kind of nightmares?"

Yoongi bit his bottom lip, fiddling with his fingers. "...Some of them were about you."

Taehyung curled his brows, lowering his head. "About..me?"

"He never explained..he just told me who it was."

Taehyung stared down at his own hands. Jeongguk is innocent. He's the complete opposite. I easily get pissed off and kill someone, Jeongguk just ignores the hate. I ruined his thoughts so much with my actions..and now he's having nightmares about me. I ruined him with my own life.

"He must've hated me..." Taehyung whispered, his hands starting to shake. "I scared him so much."

"Tae-ah." Yoongi snapped his fingers to get the boy's attention, making the boy slowly look up. "It's okay. It's not your fau—"

"It is all my fault." He spoke up. "My actions terrified him his whole life... Why didn't he get rid of me..."

"You guys are best friends. You guys grew up together, right?" Yoongi curled his brows.

"We did..." The boy nodded.

"He sacrificed himself. It's not your fault, it's his own. He sticked with you. It's alright." Yoongi rubbed the boy's back. "You can go check on Joon. I'm gonna get some snacks for us."

Taehyung nodded as Yoongi walked away from the door and the boy slid the door open to Namjoon's room. He walked in, closing the door behind him with a sigh escaping his lips. He slowly looked at the bed with his brows curled.

He walked over to the bed and sat down on the chair that's beside it, frowning. "Joonie. I hope your doing fine with a bunch of medicine going through your veins." Taehyung softly spoke, placing his hand on the male's hand. "I miss you."

Namjoon had a shaky hand, slowly lifting his hand up on top of the boy's. His grip went tight which made Taehyung quickly go on his feet with his brows curled, carefully placing a hand on the side of the older's face.

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?"

Namjoon nodded a bunch of times, closing his eyes tight. Taehyung quickly grabbed the remote and pressed the button a bunch of times. Usually, it takes a bit for them to appear so Taehyung sat up and was about to run out the room to find a nurse or doctor—

Namjoon held tighter in the boy's hand, making the boy stop and look at him. "D-Don't leave."

"Namjoon. I need to find—"

"Pl-Please." Namjoon whispered. "Stay."

Taehyung nodded, sitting back down on the chair. He caressed the male's arm, hoping he'll calm down from the pain.

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