anymore!

                                    

                                          
Jungkook and the other members experienced a sense of déjà vu as they were stuck waiting outside Jimin's hospital room. The youngest could not explain how disappointed and irritated he was with himself. How could he just leave Jimin there unconscious? Why did he let himself appear to be so weak? Why couldn't he save Jimin?
                          
He could hear the doctors bustling around. He could also hear the delayed beeping from the machine Jimin was hooked up to. Guilt ate it's way throughout Jungkook's body. The older risked his life to save Jungkook's, but the younger was idiotically ungrateful during that time. Now, both of them had to pay the price.
                          
A nurse shambled her way out of the ER room. She bowed before greeting them. "Park Jimin-ssi is currently resting. He's very lucky that he survived. The weapon punctured his appendix, but we were able to remove it safely. The person who stabbed him must've been really weak. It was more like a paper cut than a serious stab wound. Anyway, you all are more than welcome to go see him, but don't disturb him. Give him time to heal." She winked before tending to another patient.
                          
Jungkook was taken aback. Those were almost the exact same words he told Jimin not too long ago. As he pushed his thoughts away, he cautiously opened the door. A very pale, unconscious Jimin lay on the hospital bed. Jungkook wasn't scared at all; he was petrified. Seeing his ex-lover in that position gave him flashbacks to when his own brother was in Jimin's recent state. There was no way in hell Jungkook was going to let Jimin leave him ever again.
                          
"After every horrible thing I've done to you, why would you still save me, hyung?" The younger gently stroked Jimin's hand. It felt as soft as a ghost's kiss. "I need to confess something. When I was on the hospital bed, I listened to everything you said to me. I'm sorry I didn't respond or tell you this sooner."
                          
He let out a heavy sigh. "Oh, Jimin-hyung, I need to apologize for hurting you for such a long time. I need your forgiveness. I need to marry you, grow old with you, and start a family. I love you, Jiminie. I need you." His hand traveled up to the older's fluffy hair. "Why would you do this to yourself? I didn't even get to thank you... so please wake up."
                          
Yoongi popped his head through the small crack in the door. "You good, Kook? Is it our turn to see him now?"
                          
"Yeah, I just..." he froze. "You know what, I'm not good, hyung. If only I payed enough attention, then maybe he wouldn't have left me."
                          
"But he saved your life again, and he never left you. It's all due to the fact that he loves you. He's always in your heart, Jungkook, and you're always in his heart."
                          
Jungkook didn't reply. Instead, he pressed a delicate kiss to Jimin's forehead. "Promise me that when you wake up, our silly feud will be over and things will go back to how they used to be."
                          
Just as he was about to leave, a broken but familiar angelic voice rung out and surprised both males.
                          
"I promise."