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KANG Y/N
I knew that eavesdropping was wrong, but at the same time, was it really that wrong if it was my only way to gain knowledge in this accursed place?
And this time, I hadn't even tried to eavesdrop. I had been minding my business, sitting by Yoongi's side, and praying for him to wake up when the voices started.
I wasn't a stranger to hearing voices, and most of the time, they were only voices coming from my head, so I didn't really bother with them.
The last two weeks had been horrible for me, I wasn't able to rest and I could not escape the feelings of guilt and self-loathing that followed me everywhere.
The voices, the made-up ones, and the not so made-up ones, they would never leave me alone. Jimin's voice was also always present.
"I know, angel. But don't worry, help is coming. Namjoon will save us."
No matter how often Namjoon tried to make me understand that I was not at fault, or how often Baekhyun would embrace me while whispering words of reassurance... Nothing helped.
They didn't understand, it was getting worse. It was a cycle, and the fact that only Namjoon, Mark, Jisung and Baekhyun were there to care, made it all so much worse.
But despite everything, there was something that did help me.
Yoongi.
He still hadn't woken up, and everyone wanted to know why since according to all the doctors, he was physically healthy.
He was a mystery to doctors, he was what drove Seokjin on, fueling his anger for the fight that was to come, he was a source of inspiration for Jungkook, he was a reason to fight for Hoseok and he was a reason for self-hatred when it came Namjoon.
