Chapter 5: Chapter 4: You don't get to talk about him like you care!
Summary:
He felt the anxiety crush him, it felt like he was being pulled further and further underwater the pressure crushing. He couldn't breathe, leaning against the wall for support he felt strong arms wrap around him and pull him close and he held on to whoever hugged him for dear life. He knew tears were streaming down his face, but he was too tired and afraid of the unknown to stop them.
Notes:
I leave tomorrow morning, but I have decided to feed you my children. pleas comment it feeds my writing!
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Chapter Text
Namjoon felt frozen. Hoseok had collapsed to his knees tears streaming down his face, he had Taehyung wrapped around him. Taehyung himself stared blankly at the floor, something dangerous swelling in his eyes. Jin had immediately reached out for Yoongi, who hid his fear and anger well but Jin knew better.
He would never forget the fear he saw in Jungkook's eyes before he fled, it would be engraved into his mind. He felt himself move toward the door "Don't, I'll go after him. Make sure Hobi is breathing properly." Jin gave his shoulder a squeeze as he pushed past him to the door.
Namjoon turned his attention to the tangle of limbs on the floor that once resembled his bandmates. He crouched down "Hobi, Taehyung look at me." When the two younger complied looking at him with tearstained faces he continued "Jimin will be fine, freaking out is the last thing he needs or would want right now. I'm sure he's being taken care of as we speak, and he'll be out of here tomorrow, then it'll be like this never happened." He gave the boys what he hoped resembled a smile.
Yoongi spoke up then "Namjoon's right, the worst thing we can do right now is panic. We can't be sure it was even that serious, the nightguard was freaked out maybe the situation wasn't as bad as she thought. All we can do right now is wait." Taehyung unwrapped himself from his boyfriend and offered his hand, sitting them down on the forest green couch.
It was quiet for a long time after that. Hoseok had fallen asleep, and Yoongi had joined Namjoon on the side of chairs. A hand landing on his shoulder and a quiet whisper of "you ok?" snapped him out of the trance he had been in. He whipped his cheeks, how had he not notice he'd been crying. He sent a smile in the others direction "I'm ok Yoongi." The older squeezed his shoulder in recognition, leaving it there for a few seconds smiling back. The door slowly opened breaking the moment. Jin walked in with Jungkook in tow, his head hung low both boys had red and puffy eyes. Jin sat down next to Taehyung on the couch, and Jungkook finally found a seat in the chair next to the door. Namjoon was starting to get restless
Another forty minutes and sun streaming into the room was the last straw for Yoongi, he had had had enough of waiting 3 hours was long enough. He promptly stood, his phone and empty cup of coffee he had gotten two hours ago clattered to the floor waking Hoseok. But Yoongi couldn't bring himself to care as he ripped the door to the room open. He made his way down the hallway hearing Namjoon call him, but he was a man on a mission. That mission? Figure out where the hell his little brother was.
The hospital hallways seemed to grow and twist as he searched for the main desk. He had always liked hospitals, he viewed them as bright places that helped people in need. But now it felt like the hospital was one big wall keeping him from seeing one of the most important people in his life.
He felt the anxiety crush him, it felt like he was being pulled further and further underwater the pressure crushing. He couldn't breathe, leaning against the wall for support he felt strong arms wrap around him and pull him close and he held on to whoever hugged him for dear life. He knew tears were streaming down his face, but he was too tired and afraid of the unknown to stop them.
"Shhh, hey breathe. I know you're scared we all are, but I need you to breathe for me. Can you do that?" Namjoon rubbed circles into his back, praying that he was being calming. They stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding each other. Namjoon pulled away first wiping a tear from Yoongi's cheek "Let's go find that front desk, yeah?"
Another four minutes of walking down the hallway found them at the front desk. An older looking man was sat at the desk and gave them a warm smile. "Hello, what can I help you with today?" "Our friend was taken brought here on an ambulance early this morning, we've been here for a few hours and we still haven't heard anything." Namjoon spoke with intense concentration like he was keeping himself from asking more. The old man gave a sympathetic look and typed a few things on the computer in front of him before looking up "Are by any chance here for a Mr. Park Ji-min?" Namjoon nodded "Yes sir."
The man gave another look of sympathy, and pity. It made Yoongi burn with anger, why couldn't the man just tell them where the hell Jimin was and send them of their merry fucking way. "I'm sorry but I've been asked not to share his information." "But we're his bandmates" the man shook his head "I wish I could help you, but I have to comply with the rules I was given. I do know someone will be there to talk with you shortly."
Yoongi wanted to rip the man another but Namjoon was pulling him away with his warm hand back down the hallway they'd just emerged from. "What the hell Namjoon, we could've got it out of him." Namjoon shook his head, he stopped moving but he kept their hands intertwined "You don't think I want to? You don't think I'm just as angry as you are? I'm terrified Yoongi, but the best thing we can do for both Jimin and ourselves right now is to be respectful and wait. They said someone would come to talk to us. We just have to wait." As much as he hated to admit it, Namjoon was right. So all he offered was a curt nod and they continued down the hallway.
As they neared the door to the waiting room Jungkook's yelling voice sounded from inside "You obviously don't fucking care about him!" and Taehyung yelled right back "Of course I care! Not everyone knows exactly how they feel in the moment Jungkook!" Namjoon threw the door open, wanting to stop the fight before it escalated. Jungkook and Taehyung stood facing each other Tae with his arms crossed and one foot stuck out in front of him, Jungkook held a flailing hand in front of him with the other securely griping his hip. Hoseok and Jin were nowhere I n the room.
Jungkook spoke again, louder than before "He told me how happy he was for you when you and Hoseok got together. And do you know what you've been doing? Ignoring him! He tells me every time you blow off plans with him to hang out with Hoseok! You don't get to talk about him like you care!" Jungkook took a shaky step forward and Yoongi was holding him back in an instant.
"Guys let's not fi- "Tae interrupted Namjoon with a shot of his own "At least he still wants to make plans with me! At least I didn't abandon him and ignore him when it was convenient for me! At least I have a reason! You just up and left him then ignored him for two days! He was so hurt Jungkook!"
Before another word could be said Jin and Hoseok walked in with a Man that seemed to be in his early thirty's. He couldn't have been a day over thirty-two, but he had an all knowing look in his eyes. "Hello, I'm Dr. Kim. I'm a psychologist for this hospital, and I have a few questions to ask you about Mr. Park." Jin moved to sit on the couch, Hoseok joining him.
Dr. Kim motioned for the rest of the standing to sit, scanning the room with unimpressed eyes. He looked at them with obvious unvoiced judgment and it unsettled Yoongi to his very core. "Mr. Park had quite a nice life by the looks of it, but was he
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