Summary:
Days before their wedding, Jungkook is caught in a car accident which leaves his bones fractured and he has to stay at the hospital and need a long time to completely heal.
Namjoon decides to cancel their wedding that summer.
Notes:
I'm back from my hiatus! \(^o^)/
I can't kick out hospitalized Jungkook from my mind when I try to find a plot for this, so I'm afraid I have to put it here to release me from it. And it does leave after I finish writing this :D
and I really don't know about what to write as this story's title XD please pardon this badly made decision
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“Hyung, do you want to live together with me?”
Smiling at the memory from several weeks earlier, Namjoon smiles at his iced americano as he, with his hand propping up his face, looks up at the door when the bell above jingles to announce that a new customer has arrived.
The man with dimples gets visibly upset when the person who has just come in is not the one who he has expected. Nonetheless, he keeps looking at him, watching the young man walking up to the counter and putting in his order as he exchanges greetings with the staff behind the counter like a close friend. Watching them closely, Namjoon wonders what they are talking about when their faces suddenly turn to horrified expressions as the young man uses his arm to point in a certain direction outside the cafe.
From his position, and also because of the song played in the cafe, Namjoon can't properly hear what the man is telling. But he thinks he catches a glimpse of 'accident’ 'two cars and a truck’ and ‘3 people’. Frowning worriedly, Namjoon hopes that the victims will be alright.
Sighing when after some more minutes, Jungkook, the one he is waiting for, hasn't arrived, Namjoon pulls out his phone and tries to reach him out through call.
The call takes a long time before answered and weirdly it isn't Jungkook who greets him. It is an unfamiliar voice of a woman.
“Namjoon-ssi?” The woman asks, her voice kind with a sense of urgency lining it. “Am I speaking with Namjoon-ssi?"
“Ye-Yes. I'm Kim Namjoon.” Namjoon almost stutters with worry. “May I know whom I'm speaking to?” Slowly, the conversation the men at the counter had a while ago surfaced on Namjoon's mind. What if…
“I'm Nurse Lee from Seoul Hospital. I know that you aren't ready to hear this, Kim Namjoon-ssi.” she says, careful with her word yet still firm and Namjoon is holding onto her words. “Jeon Jungkook-ssi has been admitted to our emergency ward…”
Waiting no more, Namjoon stands up from his chair and darts away from his chair to catch a taxi outside the cafe, all the way listening to everything Nurse Lee informs him through the call. He tries to calmly process it yet some of them fly out of his mind because panic kicks them out without letting him catch a good hold of them.
“He has just arrived in our ward, unconscious, when your call came in. The doctors are currently checking on him and from the looks of it, he will need surgery.” The nurse’s words ring through his mind and Namjoon is slowly broken apart as he waits silently in the taxi until he can reach Jungkook's side.
