TWISTED 2| Sequel| MYG| 18+

14.

"I guess I poked hard on something. Generally, Jungkook does this stitching thing but he-" IU cleared her throat cutting Jimin off. "-Was busy so I had-"

"Tell me the truth, why didn't he come?" This time I cut him off. Jungkook looked pretty okay around me, why didn't he come to aid? Does he hate me that much? His hatred is justified though.

"That's not important. The main point is. I did this once or twice but the members were not given lidocaine. They would scream and I would know, the needle is going the wrong way." He shrugged and my soul literally left my body. So this is how Suga is gonna kill me?

"Don't worry the bleeding will stop. Head wounds tend to bleed a lot, it is normal." IU reassured me and I had no other choice but to believe her. I felt blood dripping down my neck but I breathed in to stay calm.

"Are you guys dead?" Jhope walked in. "Suga is waiti- Oh my Lor-"

"Jesus. What the fuck did you do?" Jin cut him off and yelled at Jimin.

Okay. Now. I was hecka hella scared. And that's an understatement.

"I-I... uh, I." Jimin was looking between me and Jin while his hands were trying to grab more cotton balls from the aid box.

"Suga!" Jhope yelled and ran towards the door.

"Get some clean clothes," IU ordered Jin and he followed behind Jhope. I was now breathing heavily. What is happening?

Few pairs of shoes ran towards me and less than a second, Jungkook appeared in my view. "Get her laid down." He ordered and IU immediately started laying me down.

"Slowly." Suga's voice rose.

"Get some petroleum jelly," Jungkook said and someone walked out again.

Am I going to die this way?

"You are going to be okay." IU tried soothing me. Jungkook placed a piece of cloth on my wound and started putting pressure on it. "It will hurt a bit."

"She is on lidocaine." Jimin's panicked voice rang through my ears. He sounded so worried, that I suppressed the urge to say some soothing words to him.

"That's better." Jungkook kept putting pressure on my wound for a good 5 minutes. And I just laid down there, examining everyone's expressions to try to understand my situation. Suga didn't try to hide his emotions. Worry was written all over his face and I almost didn't believe my eyes when I saw him rubbing my hands soothingly.

Jimin and IU were continuously cleaning the blood from my face. Jin gave Jungkook a box of petroleum jelly and he started doing something with it.

"Minjoon." I looked at Suga, my eyes begging for him to let me meet him. "He is with the girls, don't worry." His voice was soft.

"Let me see him, please," I said in a low voice, scared to speak loudly and hurt my wound. "I will take you to him right after they treat your wounds." He was now aiding me with his eyes. His eyes were literally acting like some kind of medicine to me right now, calming me down instantly. I knew he doesn't want Minjoon to see me in this state. I grabbed his hands and he froze.

Fright has consumed every sense in me and all I was thinking about was Minjoon. I was trying to think about what he is doing right now so that my mind wouldn't go towards the wound because Jungkook was literally doing anything he wants to it and if I began to put my focus on that, then I might start feeling the pain. I didn't know how long that injection lasts and the last thing I wanted right now was feeling the pain. And I guess everyone in the room felt the same. The amount of blood was freaking them out and their reaction was doing the same to me. Well, worse.