I took a taxi with a rude driver but it was fine because soon enough was in front of the hospital.
I walked into the hospital throwing my messy hair to the side. I texted Jimin but before I could someone bumped into me.
"Y/n?" I whispered my heartbeat exhilarated.
"Jungkook? Jungkook I-" she broke her tears fell out of her already red eyes slipping to her soft cheeks. I took her head gently hiding her in my chest.
"It hurts so much," she whimpered while crying. Making me feel sad and incomplete.
I caress her head. only making her hold on to me tighter.
"I know Y/n, I know. I know you don't want to be a surgeon, I know you don't want to keep up with people expectations, Y/n I get it. but you can't please everyone around you and yourself." I said looking back this was how I felt. I went through therapy, counseling, even moving abroad a few times but nothing worked I was just too scared of everything.
but now people are scared of me, I protect scared people, I'm the one who's fearless.
I'm no longer a wussy or a scaredy-cat I'm Jeon Jungkook the scary rich guy.
I felt her softly nod.
"great, find me whenever you need someone to talk to. Now, where's Jimin?" I asked. she didn't move she stuck her face into my chest shaking her head.
"unless you want to talk right now?" I questioned she nodded slowly.
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-AT THE HOSPITALS BALCONY FOR VISITORS AND PATIENTS-
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we found a quiet corner although it wasn't crowded only three people were on the balcony enjoying the cities beautiful view. we sat down on beanbags facing each other.
"say anything that on your mind right now, and take your time you don't have to tell me everything, okay?" I said looking at her making sure I wasn't pushing her. she nodded breathing out. the first seconds filled with complete silence before she started speaking.
"I'm, I'm just so afraid of messing up Jungkook, I'm tired of being a disappointment all the time. I'm starting to feel like a burden," she paused playing nervously with her fingers before deciding to continue.
"The thing is I'm just sick of being perfect all the time. it's pissing me off and I can't even do anything about it but cry. I feel so fucking pathetic it annoys me. Jungkook I hear your voice in my head." she said surprising me.
"what does it say?" I asked trying to keep my curiosity aside.
"It just happened, It tells the ugly truth it's frustrating and kinda scary but it's more," she paused this time looking for a better word. I was looking for a word that people usually see me which was the word bad.
I waited patiently only to hear the word I've never been called in my whole life.
"Kind. Your voice was kind yet very honest. it made me feel bad at the time but now it just serves me an opening eye to the truth. so thank you." I was very taken back at the sudden appreciation. a faint smile of hers lifted her lips lightly.
"It was, uh, nothing I suppose? Anyway, how's your dad now?" I asked her smile fell a little but recovered.
"he's better now he just had a stroke. he's peacefully asleep for right now. I didn't even know he had heart problems, maybe that's why my mother wanted me to become a surgeon." she smiled at the possibility. lost in her thoughts she didn't notice my existence.
soon I got millions of calls until my phone died.
Y/n's father woke up at one point but she wasn't able to talk to him for long before he had to rest again. He was going to be here for a while according to the nurse.
Jimin had left his parents called him because his phone didn't die like mine.
Y/n had fallen asleep on the couch next to me.
she had been running errands back and forth.
she was truly fascinating and made me want to get closer to her. But at the same time, I knew I would bring nothing but trouble into her already shaken life. I rather just leave alone. I set my jacket over her shivering body letting my body heat and sweater fend for warmth.
she was worth it. suffering for her is something I would do honorably. But listening to how she feels about herself honestly scares me. she doesn't see herself as a worthy person and that makes her selfless. her way of talking, pushing people away, and hanging out in bigger groups is also because she was scared. scared of judgment, whispers, rumors, not being the most perfect girl.
she was scared of being left out, she was scared of disappointing people, she was scared of letting people know how she truly feels, she was scared of so much that mattered so little to me.
"There's no courage without fear, and without fear of losing something even someone, doesn't make you weak. In fact, it only makes you stronger, because then you are not just fighting for yourself but your fighting with and for a beautiful meaning and that beautiful meaning can be your someone."
"it doesn't have to be your boyfriend or husband for say."
"your special someone is who listens to you, talks to you, show and say they love you, never intends to hurt you, your win is their win even if that means they lost against you. your special someone doesn't have to be a lover, having a listener or a comfort speaker is enough for someone to be your special person."
I recalled the words. they had great meaning and a twist to it. not a lover but a listener or a comfort talker are enough. These words are what I build myself up with it.
and that also means from now on I would be Y/n's 2 in one of these combos.
But in secret God forbid what I might get her into.
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like raindrops
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fast, and pretty.
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our love ends once again.
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TBC---
so obviously I'm being poetic today I hope you enjoy it.
in the next chapter, they will already be in University(i think it's not really decided yet)
I also apologize for bad grammar or sentences that don't make sense. (some do but sound weird just re-read it) I'm really working on it!
and I hope it will be a bit more intense and suspenseful more surprising and shocking.
I hope you guys love to escape with me into pure fantasy land! but for right now your journey has come to a few days pause so please look around and appreciate how things are.
until next time!
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I PURPLE Y'ALL
But Jungkook's kinda sus, no?
AUTHOR who still needs to catch up on her sleep.
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