Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Forty

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, white ceiling and blue walls greeting him. The boy felt out of the place with the unfamiliar surrounding.

To his surprise, he was lying down on the bed, an IV connected to his hand. He pulled himself up in a sitting position, a strong pain striking his head.

The screeching of the wood against tiles brought the boys attention, making him look at the door. Soon after, a tall, very familiar figure with a boxy smile appeared.

Taehyung entered the room and took a seat beside the bed that his best friend was resting on.

"You're awake. How are you feeling?" He questioned, taking Jimin's hand between his large ones.

"Why am I in a hospital?" Jimin replied with a question himself, confusingly. He tried remembering the events from that day but it only made his head hurt more.

"You passed out on a sidewalk. Lucky Namjoon was passing by and saw you." Jimin nodded his head trying to process the words Taehyung was saying.

"The doctor said it was because of lack of sleep and overworking. I'm not sure what he meant by that." Taehyung stated thinking how he didn't see Jimin work much these days and the boy definitely was sleeping more than the rest of them.

But Jimin knew very well what the doctor meant. His sleepless nights and extreme training caused him to collapse.

"Is everyone else here?" Jimin questioned while staring at the boy beside him.

Taehyung nodded his head as a sad smile formed on his lips. "Well... Everyone except Suga."

"He didn't come with you?" Jimin voice trembled a little as he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Taehyung shook his head before moving his gaze to the floor.

"He must've had something important to take care of. He will probably come by later." Jimin thought, trying to reassure himself.

After Taehyung left to inform the doctor that Jimin woke up, Jungkook came in to keep him company.

The younger of the two kept talking about different games and Taehyung's bad habits hoping it would make the older distracted from thinking about Yoongi. Unfortunately, it wasn't helping much.

Not long after, Taehyung came back with the doctor who examined Jimin one more time.

"You should be fine with a few days of resting. I will prescribe you some painkillers in case the headache comes back, but aside from that, you should be fine." The doctor stated while writing something down on the small board he was holding.

Jimin nodded his head understandingly, waiting for doctor to finish writing before speaking up. "When will I be discharged?"

"The earliest I can let you go is tomorrow morning. Even if you're fine right now, I still need to leave you overnight in case any side symptoms appear."

The three boys nodded and thanked the doctor who left the boys to continue with his work.

"Well, while you're still here, you should use that time to sleep and rest. We need to go back and help Jin in the bar." Jungkook said while standing from his seat.

"I will. Don't worry." Jimin reassured the two boys before they left.

The raven haired boy laid on the bed again, making himself comfortable and fell asleep. Although his mind was occupied with his boyfriend, the medicine he received didn't let him stay away further.

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When Jimin woke up again, it was a little past eight in the evening. He looked around the room only to find it empty.

His thoughts immediately traveled to his boyfriend wondering where he was. If he came by while the younger was sleeping, he would had found him beside his side.

Taking his phone from the nightstand, Jimin dialed Yoongi's number and waited for the boy to pick up.

After a few rings, a high pitched female voice sounded itself from the other line making Jimin move the phone away from his eat and check if he dialed the correct number. To his disliking, the screen showed Yoongi's name.

"Hello?" The woman spoke up again, thinking if the was some kind of a prank since there was no reply. Jimin could swear he heard something break at that moment. That something was his heart.

"I-i..." He tried to speak, but his voice cracked. He gulped down the ball in his throat and tried to speak again. "I-is Suga th-here?"

Silence filled the air around him as he listened to murmuring on the other end. Soon after, shifting was heard followed by Yoongi's angelic voice. "Jimin?"

"Hey..." Jimin greeted his boyfriend as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

"Umm... Hey love."

"Who was that?" Jimin quested him, not being able to hold in the pain he was feeling.

"Huh? Who? The woman that answered?" Yoongi questioned back as if he didn't know what Jimin was talking about.

It only made Jimin break more. He was now definitely sure that Yoongi is hiding something. "Yes."

"She's my friend, Suran."

"Suran you say?" Jimin's mind wondered to the night where he heard that name for the first time. It was not obvious that there was something going om between the two.

"Yes, why?"

"It's nothing."

"Umm... I won't be home till late tonight. You called because of that, right?"

"Huh? No..." Jimin was shocked with Yoongi's statement. He didn't even give Jimin a chance to say why he called, but he already assumed the reason.

"Then?" He questioned cold-heartedly.

"Never mind." Jimin was now completely broken by his boyfriend.

"Where are you?" At Yoongi's question, Jimin's eyes traveled around the dark room he was in before settling on the sight outside the window.

He bit his lip as he lied to his boyfriend. "I'm home. Namjoon is calling for me. I have to go." with that Jimin ended the call, not leaving time for Yoongi to say his goodbye.

Loud sobs escaped his lips as tears rolled down his rosy cheeks. The small boy curled himself in a ball on the hospital bed, feeling cold and all alone.

The fact that Yoongi was cheating on him hurt more than the news of him being sick. Knowing he was somewhat out there being hugged by someone else than him was suffocating the younger one.

He looked at his small hand that had a ring on it. It was shaking from his crying. How he wished it coule be cupped by Yoongi's large ones and kept securely there. He needed his hands, his warmth, his sweet voice, but he was not there...

"What did I do to deserve all this pain?" The raven haired boy questioned as he cried himself to sleep in that empty dark hospital room.