JEON JEONGGUK'S P.O.V.
My older brother came and visited for a while in the hospital room with Tae and me. Asking me the same things that Nurse Min had already asked a while ago when I woke up and he found me on the ground, then while he was patching up my broken stitches. My big brother didn't ask the question I dreaded most: how I ended up being stabbed in the guts after I'd snuck out to a party and ended up in the Emergency Department of the local hospital. He just hinted at it that he wanted an answer. I noticed the not so subtle glances he was giving the closed curtain after my nurse had left. Nurse Yoongi was an absolute dude, he was great.
Soon enough, Taehyung had to leave to go to work and I bid him goodbye. After many kisses and stroking my hair back in place, then more kisses to help me get better and promises he would be back with dinner for us, Seokjin sat back in the padded chair with an exaggerated sigh. "Alright, spit it out," he sighed wearily. "I don't know what you're hiding but spit it out. I'm honestly dead on my feet and want nothing more than to go home and sleep for hours. I've been up all night hoping you'll be okay and I don't know what you're hiding so just tell me 'cuz I'm not in the mood for guessing games."
"What's wrong Jin? You've been staring at the curtain the whole time you've been here." He started to shake his head to deny it but I gave him the 'I know you're going to try and bullshit me so don't even try it' look that I have been on the receiving end of for many years now. "Jeon Jeongguk. I might be half asleep but I know you're keeping secrets. Who is on the other side of that curtain that you think you are protecting? Nurse Min gave me a speech that if I see your roommate even by accident that I must never speak of it. Now, I know you'd never agree to share a twin room - especially if you don't know the other person. You demanded I get you a single room the only other time you were here - and that was only for ONE NIGHT might I add. So, tell me, who is on the other side of the curtain JJ?"
Oops. I guess I wasn't as good at hiding things as I thought I was, Seokjin caught me out, he knew me like I was his brother or something... Wait. I am his brother.. Anyway.. I almost regret trying to keep this from him but I only had Jimin's request and best interests at heart. "Can I have my water bottle first please?" He nodded and passed the bottle of water to me, I drank a few mouthfuls and took the pain medication Min Yoongi had left for me.
"Can you ignore me for a minute?" I asked him, once he nodded I raised my voice. "Can I tell him who you are? I promise he won't say anything to anyone. I pinky swear it." I called to my roommate, then paid close attention to the tapping of the pen against paper I'd gotten our nurse to give him before my brother and the nurse had left the room.
.__ .. ._.. ._.. .... . _ . ._.. ._.. .... ___ ... . ___ _._
[will he tell hoseok]
.... . _._. ._ _. _ _ . ._.. ._.. .... .. __
[he cant tell him]
.__. ._.. . ._ ... . _.. ___ _. _ ._.. . _ .... .. __
[please dont let him]
I looked at Jin again. "Do you know someone named Jung Hoseok?" He tilted his head, confused. "Yeah, I actually ran into him in the emergency waiting room. He said he brought his best friend in, uhm... Jimin... Park Jimin, I think. Why?" I looked at him earnestly, "You have to swear to not say anything about this to him." "Wwhhyy?" He drew the word out, wondering where I was going. "You have to promise not to say a word about who's in this room. Ever. Kim Seokjin, you have to swear on your life.. No. You have to swear on MY life to say nothing to that... that... dead-ass scum piece of shit. Ever." Jin's eyes widened as he seemed to connect the dots of what wasn't being told to him.
"Wait. Is your roommate... Is that... him? Is Ji-Min behind the curtain?" Eyes boggled and mouth hung open. I reached out to grab his hand. "You cannot say a single word to Jung. Ever. At all." "Why?" I heard another frantic tapping. My brother looked at me like I was an idiot.
_ . ._.. ._.. .... .. __
[tell him]
"Are you sure?" I called out, Jin looking at me weirdly. "What? I know morse code."
_ . ._.. ._.. .... .. __
[tell him]
._.. . _ __ . ... . . .... .. __
[let me see him]
... .... ___ .__ .... .. __ __ .
[show him me]
.__ .. ._.. ._.. . _.._ .__. ._.. ._ .. _. _ ___ .... .. __
[will explain to him]
___ ._. _.__ ___ .._ . _.._ .__. ._.. ._ .. _. .._. ___ ._. __ .
[or please explain for me]
"You sure?" I asked him, not quite believing Jimin had said it was okay to tell Seokjin.
_.. ___ .. _
[do it]
I took in a breath and exhaled slowly. "Get me up." I instructed. Once I was up, unsteady on my feet but standing nonetheless, Jin helped me over to the curtain and before I pulled it aside I looked him straight in the eyes. "You cannot tell Jung anything you see or hear in this room. You have to swear on MY life that you won't." He nodded, I shook my head. "You need to say it Seokjin. I can't let you see him unless you promise to not tell anyone." My brother rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly. "Fine. I promise that I won't say anything." "Just to let you know, he's not as pure as he used to be but he's still my pretty baby. If you say anything to hurt him, I'll hurt you like I wanted to do to his cocksucking ex. Got it?" I demanded at the end.
My brother seemed stunned I'd speak like that to him. "What did Hos-" I slapped a hand over his mouth. "That name is not allowed in here." He rolled his eyes not understanding where I was coming from, not that I blame him since I hadn't really explained anything yet. I pulled back the curtain, smiling at the dark haired male on the hospital bed in front of us. "Ji." "Holy fuck. It is you." I had Jin lay me down next to Jimin, then he went and locked the door before sitting next to us on the shitty waiting chairs (not as uncomfortable as the waiting room chairs but still pretty uncomfortable) and looking at me expectantly.
I looked at my best friend and reached out to take one of his hands. "Park Jimin, this is my brother Kim Seokjin. Jin, this is Jimin, Jiminie or Ji but never Min. Not ever Min." I bent closer to his ears, "Are you really sure?" I asked my friend quietly, "You can still change your mind. Just tap me twice if you're okay to talk and three times if you want me to stop, alright?" The chocolate brown eyes glossed over and I felt him tap my hand twice. "Can you please pass my water bottle Jin? Thanks." Once he'd settled back down I told my elder brother everything I knew about Jimin; from when we were in high school, then I repeated everything that went on between him and Jung Hoseok, how he was bullied to ending up being institutionalized and then right up until two years ago when he'd dropped off the grid. By the end of what I knew my brother had tears sliding down his face - I just stared at him shocked.
"Park Jimin... I-i am so fucking sorry Jimin. I wish I'd known back then everything what had gone on between you two. I would have, I don't know.. Tried, at least, to protect you from... from.. Him.. from the bullies... and.. just... everything. Everything you went through that you didn't have to! Jeongguk should have told me when he knew because maybe I could have-" I interrupted my brothers babbling. "You were friends with Him back then, Jin. What would you have done? Told him? There's nothing you could have done that would have changed what this precious bean went through. Back then you probably would've taken His side and not Jimin's, but don't sit on it. Just, let it go, alright? Let it go now."
I was sad to see my big brother crying over a guy he barely knew, only from what I'd told him just now (as far as I knew). "Jung is going to be taken care of. I asked Nurse Dude to tell him Ji has been transferred to some other hospital or something. You can't tell that asshole anything because you don't understand what this sweetest mochi went through because of that piece of ass. Ew. That bastard. You can't tell anyone he's here. I'm also gonna take care of all Jimin's bills for him and then he's gonna move in with me and Taetae when we move in together at the end of the month."
"What?"