Stay (Episode Twenty-Eight)
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Stay (Episode Twenty-Eight)

I walk into the hospital room, my heart pounding and head groggy from last night. (Breathe Jiminie, breathe you psychopath) I try to do as my head tells me. Failing. Yoongi lays hooked up to monitors, eyes closed, breath shallow.

Tears immediately burn my eyes as I step forwards. Then again. Till i stand near him. "Yoongi. . . I don't know if you can hear me, but. . . I am here for you. And I am sorry." "I didn't mean to make you feel led on. Nor did I mean for you to have an accident."

I pause before continuing, taking his limp hand in mine carefully like its porcelain. "When you wake up. . . and if you don't forgive me, I at least forgive you." A tear streaks my cheek, and my heart feels like its breaking apart inside me.

I look back at his lifeline. A green line meaning either life or death. Pathetic. I kneel besides the sleeping Yoongi. Breath shallow as he slumbers in his coma. (Will he ever wake up?) I try to psh the thought away before taking a deep breath.

If anyone was gonna pull through if in a coma. . . it would 100% be Suga. I rub my eyes with the heel of my palm, groaning from what feels like utter loss. No matter what's happened between BTS, we've ALWAYS worked it out.

But that's mainly when all of us are present to talk about it. I stifle a sob as I stand back up. My knees feel like buckling, and my throat as if tearing like paper from strain. (No blubbering Jimin. Yoongi would call you a baby and laugh at you till you stopped).

I can hardly hold it in, and my mind is whirling with pain that I squeeze Suga's hand harder. I ignore the limp feeling. Trying to imagine him squeezing back like he heard me. But when I open my eyes he's still motionless. Monitor the exact same as before.

I bite my bottom lip until it draws blood. Dead set on keeping my emotions calm. (Dangit Jimin-ssi! Stay shut up! Dont blubber you idiot!) I squeeze my eyes closed tight. Trying so hard to keep the flood from coming. Of course it doesn't work and I cry anyways.

I nearly sob. . . ignoring a pulse against my fingers. So faint its un-noticeable. Wiping my tears without victory. . . I don't realize a pressure against my palm. Starting to turn away I hardly feel. . . the hand in mine squeeze back.

I walk from the room, coming into the hallway to stand there. (I shouldn't have come). At the back of my mind. . . something beeps louder. And I ignore it though. Just on my hearing range. . . someone says my name, so I turn. . .

I walk from the room, coming into the hallway to stand there. (I shouldn't have come). At the back of my mind. . . something beeps louder. And I ignore it though. Just on my hearing range. . . someone says my name, so I turn. . . to see Yoongi awake.

Thanks for reading.

- Jimin

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