"Only Yours" ||ⓟⓐⓡⓚ ⓙⓘⓜⓘⓝ ⓕⓕ|| (21+) By Mariana Park

Ch#42: When I needed You the Most

"Jimin!!"

You felt like your heart got wringed. The struggle to push squeezed every drop of energy out of your body. Seemed like your veins separated, like your bones broke every joint.

"Ahh! Jimin!!!"

The more the need to see him beside you, holding your hand deepened inside you, the more each and every muscle of your body weakened. The last stage seemed to break your hip bones completely. This pain, this agony was unbearable. You couldn't take it anymore.

Just one more push, Y/N. Just one more push...

"Ahh! "

The vision blurred in your eyes, even more. Two tears of pain rolled down your eye-corners. And your eyes closed.

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He was running on a path. A dark path. An unknown path. A path where there was no indication of light, where there did not seem any end. A path where there was nothing he could find. There was nothing. Only nothing. It was just him. Only him. Him...running after painful moans.

'Ahh Jimin!'

There were cries, screams, groans. There was pain, agony, anguish, grief, hurt. There was a voice calling his name....very painfully. There was someone crying for him, screaming for him. But there was no sign of any living body.

He looked around hysterically, like there was something lost from him, something he loved more than himself, something he would sacrifice his life for. His feet did not take a stop. He kept running after the voice, and his mouth opened to answer the one who called his name, who cried for him, who needed him...to tell that he was always there, if his heart or if his life was needed. But just when he tried to say something, there was only one word his lips could form....

Y/N!!

And his eyes opened., and he sat straight...panting heavily like his heart would break out from his ribs. He was all soaked in his own sweat like he had been running for real.
He looked around, he was just in his room, his own room. The room where once he felt like home, with her. But now it seemed to be running to bite him. Now he felt like choking on his own breaths.

He removed the duvet from himself and stood up from his bed. Dragging his feet after him he stopped by the window and removed the curtains. The piercing rays of sunshine brightened the room at once. But his eyes did not see any different. His eyes were still searching through the dark way. His mind was still stuck at the dark spot where his feet stopped, where his lips cried for her.

Y/N...

He felt an ache in his heart. She needed him. He needed her.

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Luna rushed towards the refrigerator as soon as she entered the kitchen. She grabbed a bottle of water and chugged down the water. Night duty was a tiring job. She felt like her legs were about to run out of energy. Going from bed to bed, examining each and every patient, and most sensitive task... Surgical operations. Even last night she operated two surgeries. It is not easy being a doctor. The life of people is, in a way, in your hands. You are their hope.

After sitting on a chair by the dining table for a couple of minutes and relaxing her aching head and breaking legs, her mind clicked something. It was all quiet. Y/N didn't show up yet. Was she still sleeping? Was she not going to have breakfast? It was eight in the morning. She usually used to get up at seven.

Hoping for her to be alright, she stood up from her seat and headed to Y/N's room. But as soon as she opened the door of her bedroom, the view before her eyes was enough to open her eyes wide.

"Y/N!!"

She leapt to Y/N and sat beside her.

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ｔｏ ｂｅ ｃｏｎｔｉｎｕｅｄ...