Chapter 27: Last breath

                                    

                                          



"Baby I promise, I'll be fine." Yoongi reassured his boyfriend through his phone.
                          
It had been a week since he had woken up from his coma, and slowly but surely he was making improvements.
                          
"Okay, if you need anything just call." Seokjin replied hesitantly.
                          
"I'll be fine, go and enjoy yourself. I'm sure Ken is dying to know how you are." Yoongi smiled.
                          
"Okay, I love yoouuu." Seokjin replied cutely, Yoongi giggled.
                          
"Yeah, I love you too." He grinned before hanging up and placing his phone on the bed.
                          
He was glad that Seokjin was going out with his friends, it would give him a chance to finally let loose and relax. He hoped that Seokjin would stop worrying and just enjoy himself, but he knew that the latter wouldn't.
                          
Groaning the boy reached over for the remote before switching on the TV and watching a boring channel, hoping it would make him sleep and take his mind off of his boyfriend.

                          
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"Jiminnieeeee!" Hoseok yelled from his room.
                          
"Yeah!" Jimin replied shoving popcorn into his mouth.
                          
"Pick a short film because Sejin-hyung called me saying that I can start practicing the choreo's for the rest of the tour." He replied walking into the lounge, a slight bounce in his step.
                          
"Why? Doesn't everyone already know them?" Jimin asked finally finding a film.
                          
"Yeah, well apparently it's a refreshing lesson, you know to refresh our memories and go over bits that we may have forgotten." Jimin snorted.
                          
"Yeah whatever, do you know where Namjoon is?" Hoseok scrunched his eyebrows at the question before finally remembering.
                          
"Oh yeah, he started his rapping lesson or something, he shouldn't finish until like 11 o'clock tonight." The boy replied slouching onto the couch and grabbing the bowl of sweet popcorn placed in the table for him.
                          
"Oh okay."
                          
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I pushed my charcoal hair over my shoulders as I entered the medical wing Yoongi was in, I had brought him a bouquet of roses as I knew that they were his favourites. I'm a little scared of what he will do when he sees me, will he be happy? Will he be shocked? Will he be angry?
                          
I heard that he had woken up from his coma and I thought that I would come and see him today, maybe now that he's in a vulnerable state I will be able to wrap him around my finger again.
                          
I gripped onto the plastic wrapper encasing the flowers and hesitantly pushed the door open.
                          
There he was, eyes piercing into mine, pale face turning into a grimace as his lips turned into a scowl, he looked like he had just woken up due to his messy bed head and puffy face.
                          
"H-Hey." I squeaked, I walked over to the chair watching how his gaze followed me and didn't leave once.
                          
I noticed how he was gripping the duvet covering him to the point where his knuckles turned white, he was boring holes into me,  I couldn't lie, I felt beyond intimidated.
                          
"U-Um I brought you these." Awkwardly handing him the bouquet I heard him scoff.
                          
"I don't want anything from you." His dark brown eyes glared at me as he rested his head back down on the pillow, "I've had enough trouble from you." He muttered the last part under his breath but I was still able to hear him.
                          
"Yes, I apologise, but, we can still make it work."
                          
"Make what work? Us? Well guess what, your wrong, because there is no fucking us!" He spat, I could hear his heart rate on the monitor rise as he turned off the TV and gave his full attention to me.