Let Me In [YOONMIN]

JIMIN'S POV

3pm, three hours after everything happened and they still haven't told us anything. I was getting more and more nervous as the time went by, I felt uneasy and anxious and I wanted to die.

How could I let this happen? How could he do that? How could he let me live with the guilt if he died? I wish I never left him, maybe I was just being overdramatic.

"Jimin, I'm going to grab some coffee, do you want one? Maybe some water?" Namjoon offered and slowly got up from the chair then stretched his arms.

"No, I'm fine."

"Jimin, you need to at least stay hydrated."

"Fine...I'll stay here though."

"You should come with me, distract yourself for a little bit."

"No, I want to stay here in case the doctor comes out."

"Okay, I'll be right back." He said then took the elevator downstairs.

I could've went though because the doctor still didn't come out by the time Joon came back, but I was too focused on Yoongi.

Hoseok had fallen asleep next to me so I just let him be, but I couldn't rest my eyes at all, not even for a second.

Joon gave me a water and I drank some then put it down and went back to worrying about Yoongi. This was hell.

Finally, at 7pm, after so many hours of surgery, the doctor came out and approached us. I ran up to her and anxiously waited for her to speak. I was biting my lip, my palms were beginning to sweat again as I looked into her eyes.

"So? Is he...is he dead?"

"No, he's not dead. He's stable now." She said, and with that alone, a huge burden was lifted from my shoulders and I could breathe again, but she wasn't finished.

"But...?" Namjoon asked.

"He's fallen into a coma..."

"A coma...?" I asked.

"Yes, the bullet has affected his brain heavily, so there is a possibility he might not wake up, and if he does he might suffer memory loss or might be blind."

I tried to swallow but my throat felt so dry, tears were forming again and I just felt so guilty, this was all my damn fault.

"When...when can we see him.?"

"You can go now, but one person at a time." I looked at the others for approval of me going first, I didn't think they want me to since I was the reason why this all happened, but they were understanding.

"You can go Jimin, Hoseok and I will go after."

I nodded then followed the doctor to his room.
He was hooked on many machines and he had an oxygen mask over his mouth and gauzes around his head from the bullet wound. It hurt me to see him like that.

"Yoongi...baby, why would you do this...?" I said, my voice breaking as I began to cry for the millionth time.
I sat down next to him and took his hand in mine, he was always warm.

"Yoongi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what I did to you but you have to wake up. I know the doctor said you might not wake up but, you have to for me..."
I laid my head on the side of the bed and stayed there with his hand in mine, not wanting to let him go.

That was all because of me, it was all my damn fault.

I fell asleep there until one of the boys came to me and told me I had to leave so they can run more tests on Yoongi.
I told them I wanted to go on a walk alone and think, they didn't really want to leave me but I promised them that I'd be fine.