Secrets In The Sunset | KTH 18+ ✔️

Chapter Fifty-Eight

A few hours later, Taehyung and I are startled awake by the loud ringing of the hotel's phone. We both look at each other confused as to who could be calling us at three in the morning and not calling our cell phones, but then we quickly realize that our phones have been on silent since before we came back to the room, not wanting to be disturbed during our session.

As Taehyung answers the phone, I grab my cell phone on the nightstand, flinching when the stinging of the marks on my ass shock me. I see that I have twenty one missed calls and I can only assume Taehyung has a large amount as well when I see his phone light up in the darkness.

The abrupt movement of Taehyung jumping out of bed and his switch in his tone startles me, making me sit up and become incredibly concerned as he pulls down his pajama pants and swiftly puts back on his jeans.

"Kamsahmnida." He says just before hanging up the phone. "Get up baby. We have to go now." He gently yet hurriedly grabs my hand to get me to stand up.

"What's going on?" I worriedly ask as I scramble to find some jeans and a hoodie to toss on and undo my braid to put my hair into a messy bun.

"Jimin was hit by a car and he's in the hospital. I'm his emergency contact since his family is in Busan." He explains as he helps me find my jacket and shoes.

Jimin? But we just saw him. I'm not sure how bad it is, but from the sounds of things, it could be serious. I don't want to ask right now as we damn near jog to the elevator to make our way down to the lobby. Taehyung looks worried enough as he runs his fingers through his hair and paces back and forth while the elevator makes its way to the bottom floor.

He shouts something out to the front desk clerk who was alarmed by our sudden appearance at this time of night and our brisk walking. She nods and begins to pick up the phone to call someone who I assume is valet by the frantic movements now happening outside of the glass front doors. They quickly rush to grab our car and bow to Taehyung as the other gentlemen drives back around and quickly parks the car to offer the keys to him.

I jump in, still not saying a word and buckle up. Taehyung doesn't even bother to buckle until I kindly ask him to, not wanting him to get injured as well since he's driving at a much faster speed than usual. I'm really surprised that I haven't seen even one cop car, but also thankful for the fact that there's barely any traffic out on the streets right now.

As we pull up to the brightly lit hospital, he quickly finds an open parking space up front. The early time of 3:47 in the morning making the parking lot seem almost too bare. Once we hastily walk inside, Taehyung asks for Jimin at the front desk and reaches back for my hand simultaneously. He gives it a squeeze and I can tell he's extremely worried about his friend, the unknown state he's in only adding to the anxiety. All I can do is hope it's not as bad as my mind is picturing that it is.

The receptionist informs us of the room he's staying in for now and Taehyung pulls me in the right direction. The long, stark hallway seems sterile and empty. The florescent lighting making everything show up in damn near HD detail. My heart races from both the unexpected exercise and the fear of what we're about to see as Taehyung suddenly stops in front of a chestnut colored wood door and pauses for a second to catch his breath before slowly opening it.

"Taehyung? Ava?" Jimin croaks out when he sees us. His voice is painfully hoarse and nothing like his usual lovely tone.

"Yeah, it's us." I sweetly say as I walk around to the other side of his bed. His bruised hand reaches out for mine and I can't help but to grab it. He tries to smile, but the bruises on his cheeks stop him and his swollen shut black eye almost doesn't even move.