• found [found] - having been discovered by chance or unexpectedly •

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Jimin could only stand still. He couldn't get himself to move. The sirens of the ambulances were blaring outside the hospital, and there was only more that would follow. He had to move.

He turned around and looked at the already full emergency room. Jimin looked over the cuts and burns and the crying children. His legs began to move but it felt as if he was just floating, not really in control of his movements.

Jimin wanders around mindlessly, just walking forward as other doctors bump into him and scurry past unbothered.

Taehyung catches Jimin by the shoulder in passing, and concern quickly covers his features.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Taehyung cups his hands on Jimin's cheeks, looking right into his dark eyes. A slight pink covers Taehyung's cheeks but he continues to fill with worry as he looks at Jimin's watery eyes.

"Tae...his bike. It was there. It's his. I know it was. It was him and I-and I don't know what to do!" Jimin's eyes brim with tears which then begin to escape and fall down his cheeks and over Taehyung's hands, which were still placed on the sides of Jimin's face.

Taehyung gives Jimin a sad look before pulling him into a tight hug.

He rests his chin on the top of Jimin's head and says gently, "You really care about him, don't you?"

Taehyung feels as Jimin nods into his chest, his tears quickly turning the fabric of his scrubs dark.

"We'll look for him, don't worry. Every patient will come through here at some point, so if he was there he'll eventually be here. We'll find him, okay?" Jimin nods again and wipes the tears from his face, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

Taehyung suggests that Jimin just sticks to helping with smaller injuries, cuts needing stitches, burns that need to be iced and simpler stuff like that. He wanted Jimin to be as close to the door as possible, so he would be the first to see if Jeongguk came through those doors. He was just hoping that Jimin wouldn't have to see Jeongguk come in on a stretcher again.

Jimin took to busying himself with stitches on a woman whose arm had gotten cut open against the asphalt during the crash. She was one of the lucky ones.

As the doors continuously opened, with the sirens only getting louder over time, Jimin was only listening for one phrase: male in his twenties, motorcycle crash.

The only thing worse than waiting to hear that sentence, was thinking that he might never hear it. That Jeongguk was dead and lost in the raging fires of the crash.

Jimin shakes his head, trying to keep his mind clear. He focuses all of his energy on completing the task at hand.

He's brought out of his focus by a sudden familiar voice. He turns his head to see Hoseok, looking jittery and pale.

"Is he here?"

"You saw it, too?"

Hoseok nods silently, having spotted Jeongguk's new bike—that he had been trying to keep secret—a few days previous. He was in the same place as Jimin, terrified of what the outcome might be.

"I haven't seen him yet. But trust me, I've been checking every five minutes to see if he's here."

Hoseok nods again, his eyes were shifting back and forth between the door and Jimin.

"Where's Yoongi? I'll ask him if he's heard anything."

Jimin points across the room, over the sea of people still flooding in. Hoseok begins pushing his way through the crowd and immediately hugs Yoongi, who kisses him on top of the head and rubs his back.

Jimin sighs, wishing his boyfriend could also be here, safe and sound.

Hours passed and people were still filing into the emergency room, each with various different injuries. Luckily, most of the severe cases had been taken care of. Jimin moves onto the next patient, a man with burns covering a majority of his left leg.

They don't look too bad so he puts some cooling packs on the burns to ease the pain before wrapping them up.

Jimin hears the doors to the hospital open again and instead of being greeted by vital listing and injury descriptions, he hears a loud voice echoing over the crowd of people.

"JIMINIE! JIMINIE WHERE ARE YOU?"

Jimin knows the voice before he sees its owner. Jeongguk pushes through the crowd and Jimin takes note of the large cut across his forehead.

By the time Jeongguk reaches Jimin's side of the room, Jimin is already running towards him. Jimin jumps onto Jeongguk as soon as he's in front of him, nearly toppling him over.

"I was so scared, Jeonggukkie! I'm so happy you're safe." Jimin buries his face in Jeongguk's chest and squeezes tighter.

Jimin pulls away from the hug and observes the cut on Jeongguk's forehead. He immediately begins to pull Jeongguk by the wrist to a hospital bed so that he could treat the wound.

"Let's get that cut fixed up. You always get yourself in some sort of trouble, don't you?" Jimin giggles and boops Jeongguk on the nose before starting to gather supplies.

"You always save me though, don't you?" Jeongguk smiles cutely at Jimin and earns a small kiss from the smaller in response.

"How cute."

Jimin's blood runs cold in his veins at the familiarity of the voice coming from his right. He lets go of Jeongguk hesitantly, afraid to confirm his fear.

Jeongguk gestures to the man beside them, a smile donning his face.

"He helped me get here to find you after the crash. He's a doctor, too. He was coming to help out anyways so he said he would give me a ride."

Jimin doesn't listen to the explanation, or rather, he couldn't hear it over the pounding heartbeat in his head. He couldn't breathe, his lungs weren't taking in air like they were supposed to. Suddenly, the room felt very, very small.

Standing across from Jimin was him. That man. That monster. Lee Daehyun. The man who had beaten and abused him, taunted and raped him. This couldn't be real.

Why was Jeongguk talking about him like some buddy? Can't he see?

Jimin's face was pale and his body was frozen in fear. His lungs were burning and he couldn't seem to get a good breath in. His breathing became labored as he stared at the man opposite him. Daehyun just smirked and stared at Jimin so hard that Jimin thought his eyes were boring holes into his skull.

Jimin had to get out. Quick.

Daehyun reaches a hand out towards Jimin, pretending to ask if he was okay. Jimin's eyes close immediately and he backs away, bumping into a small tray filled with medical supplies which in turn clatter to the floor and bring some people's attention to the situation. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.

Jeongguk was now noticing that something was up. He was about to wrap his arm around Jimin's waist protectively and ask what was wrong but he was too late. Jimin's flight instincts had kicked in and he was already sprinting down the hallways, far, far away from the emergency room.

Jeongguk sends an apologetic look to the man before running after Jimin, hoping to not get lost in the maze-like hallways with torrents of people.

A few minutes pass before Taehyung stalks up to Daehyun, who was standing alone. He immediately swings a punch to his face and spits out viciously,

"You."

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things get a lil serious now hehehe

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