Just a nude by Savaginity
46 ;; Do not open your eyes

November 26th, 2018

Pain. It was all pain that Jimin felt. Physical and emotional. He could feel his senses rushing back in. He could hear the faint voices, feel the acidic-sharp smell, the surprisingly cold temperature. He could feel it. His memory was a fuzz, as though he had gaps in them. He tried to lift his body but it felt so heavy.

After a while of trying, he opened his eyes, adapting to the coruscating fluorescent lights. Squinting and groaning, he opened his eyes. Someone, presumably a doctor from the looks of it, examined his face. Although, Jimin found it hard to follow. He heard his name being called a few more times.

"Can you hear me?"

"Mmm." he groaned, his vision getting a little clearer. And then it all came down to him. The car, the accident, the buzz, the charger, the door, the axe, Seokjin. Seokjin. Yes, Seokjin.

"Wh-where is Seokjin?" he asked in his weak voice, his throat contracting in a painful way.

"He's fine, Mr. Park. He's fine. Relax."

He's fine?

"He's al-alive?" Jimin croaked, trying to sit up. He could feel the stinging needles up on his hand and whatnot. The doctors panicked, trying to get him to relax. "I want to see him. Take me to him. Is he-he really fine?"

"Yes, Mr. Park. He is in the next room. We will take you there if you calm down. Please, lie back down." the doctor urged. Seokjin didn't die?

With the help of the nurses, they made Jimin lie back down. They changed something with the drips, before examining his face. Jimin could hear the faint monitor that pinged his heart rate. What happened? How was Seokjin alive? Did Yoongi spare him? Wait, so Yoongi really spoke to him then? Did he say those words before he l—

Jimin suddenly remembered something.

"My phone. Pl—"

"Mr. Park you need to rel—"

"I will, I will. Just get me my phone. Please."

The doctor sighed.