Chapter 15

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Taehyung and Namjoon were silently waiting in front of the Intensive Care Unit- ICU of that hospital. Mera was unconscious, lying on the white steeled bed, covered with white bedsheet. She had a bandage aroud her forehead and about 20 electrodes were attached to her scalp showing her brain oscillation on the Electroencephalography monitor.

"Doctor, how is she?", Namjoon asked with a panickly concerned voice after the doctor came out of ICU.
"We can't say for sure. Her hind-brain is being detected with blood clots in several spots; thankfully they didn't spread out on the skull. But somehow her skull is diagnosed with fractures. We can declare her safe after after her sense comes back."

"Thank you doctor", Taehyung replied reckoning Namjoon turning speechless.

Namjoon kept staring at her slender immoving body. She's looking like a fairy in those white shirts and sheets; as if she's in the heaven, sleeping peacefully. Chances are, she can sleep forever.
For three days straight, Namjoon kept waiting outside the ICU. He's a vampire, he doesn't need to sleep. But rest is something each and every creature needs; so as he. He was looking exhausted and down. Taehyung was trying his level best to support his brother, managing the contact with doctors and staying all the time by him. Namjoon told him once,
"Taehyung, go home. Grab some rest."
"How can I leave you all alone in this state?"
"It's okay, I'm alright. Don't worry about me."
"I can't be so rude and selfish leaving you in this situation on behalf of giving you space and grabbing rest while you're looking like a dried scarecrow."

Namjoon wanted to laugh being mocked by his brother, his forever  companion till now. But, his mind was too heavy to have some space in the middle, fill it with air and sway the load from the mind with the flow of air.

Sometimes it's really hard to be happy when the time is too brutal.

Taehyung found an idea of calming his brother a bit. He knew he likes The Smiths, so picked a song from there and started to sing. His deep melodious voice was waving around like a symphony.

Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know, it's serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know, it's really serious

There were times when I could
Have murdered her
But you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her

No, I don't want to see her

"Don't sing this one, Taehyung", Namjoon whispered quietly.
"Okay I won't, any reason I may know?"
"I can't say her goodbye, I don't even wanna think about it."
"Okay let me try this one, you might feel better."

You’re the sun that rose again in my life
A reincarnation of my childhood dreams
I don’t know what these emotions are
Am I still dreaming?
There’s a green oasis in a desert
A priori deep inside of me
I’m so happy, I can’t breathe
My surroundings are getting more and more transparent
I hear the ocean from far away
Across the dream, past the woods
I’m going to the place that’s getting clearer
Take my hands now
You are the cause of my euphoria
Euphoria
Take my hands now
You are the cause of my euphoria
Euphoria
Close the door now
When I’m with you I’m in utopia

Namjoon usually find his younger brother a fool he can't hate at all. Other times he would just kick him right on his butt to stop singing but this time, and maybe for the first time he was really thankful to him since his violin like melodious voice actually made him calm down.

Suddenly a nurse rushed to them,
"Who's Namjoon here?"
"It's me, what happened?", He answered panickedly.
"Patient Rhinah got back her sense but subconsciously uttering something in a different language. We could only reckon she was saying a name, Namjoon. You need to come with me over there.", she replied.
They both ran back to the ICU. Taehyung kept staring from outside calling his elder brother,
"Brother Jin, she got back her sense."
"Thanks Lord she's saved. My medicine worked then.", Jin replied over the phone.

Jin artificially made a counterparticle of their own venom secrets from their canine tooth, which was supposed to work as a healing agent on the fatal wounds. It's like preparing anti-venom of the snake-bite poison from the venom itself.

That process was theoritical before. Namjoon would strictly deny if he could know about it, thinking Mera is being the lab rat. So, Jin wore a surgical mask, combed his dyed hairs in black from pink plain and wore a white shirt, black belt and prussian blue pant so that Namjoon may not notice him entering. He couldn't bear watching his brother in pain, nor seeing the next Queen suffering. So, he had no choice actually.







Author's note:
Hello everyone, hope y'all doing good now. You guys might be tired of my lame excuses everytime I show as the reason of updating late. I'm really sorry for that. My exams are nearby, besides, I became physically too weak to gather some strength and focus on the storyline carefully. Of course, I can't offer something I can't give my best into. And also, I was on a rush trip to my village. Thanks a ton for supporting me still now reading my work. I receive a lot of appreciations; thanks a lot for encouraging me. Please consider giving a vote if you liked the chapter and thanks again for reading it. Love you all.

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