(Chapter 28) • Disaster and Dissociation •

218 14 4
                                    

Narrator's POV

"Ugh I can't sleep..." Jimin groggily mumbled to himself, feeling frustrated for being such a light sleeper.

He tried sleeping again after Jungkook and Taehyung went outside the room, but he just couldn't fall asleep. So he laid there in the middle of his sleeping boyfriends, staring up at the ceiling wondering who in the world could be calling Jungkook this early in the morning.

He rubbed his face and eyes with his hands, trying to remove the useless bit of drowsiness– the one that wouldn't really help him fall asleep again– out of him. He heard a soft grumbling from his right side, seeing Yoongi slowly stirring awake. Without fully opening his eyes, Yoongi moved closer towards Jimin and spooned him, which earned an airy chuckle from the younger.

"Are you awake, Yoonie?" Jimin whispered, just in case he was still asleep.

"Mmm.. why so early.." Yoongi groggily muttered with a deeper voice, still half asleep.

"Couldn't sleep after I woke up from Kook's phone ringing." He replied, still lowly whispering in order not to wake anyone else.

"Who the hell would call this early in the morning? And where are those two idiots?" He grumbled, lifting his head up to see empty spaces where the younger duo was supposed to be.

"They went downstairs to attend the call, I think. Let's ask them about it later. You go back to sleep if you're still sleepy, meow."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Look at sunshine, then you'll see." Yoongi replied, eyes now wide open and staring at Hoseok while cuddling Jimin's side.

Jimin turns his head to his left, just to be met with Hoseok sleeping on his back with beautifully messy hair, slightly pouty red lips and stunning side profile. "He isn't even awake, how the hell is he so handsome?" Jimin couldn't help but gawk at Hoseok at the moment. He was just too beautiful.

"I know... Would it be creepy to take a picture?" Yoongi mumbled, snuggling more into Jimin.

"Actually, I don't think s-" Before he could complete his sentence, he was abruptly interrupted by another ringtone. "The hell is happening? Isn't that Tae's phone?"

"I think so, here I'll get it for you." Yoongi muttered, searching for Taehyung's phone and handing it over to Jimin. He took a peek at the caller, "Halmoni..?"

"Halmoni? Why's she calling?" Jimin muttered to himself as he immediately picked up the call, "Hello, Halmoni? Is everything okay?"

"J-Jiminie.. Can you.. Ughh- can you please come to m-my room?" She wheezed out, audibly panicking and struggling to breathe.

Jimin quickly picked up on this, panic setting in his chest soon after. "On my way!" He said, jolting up on the bed, jumping over Yoongi and bolting towards the door.

Seokjin, who woke up from all the ruckus that happened now, grumbled out, "Hmn.. what's happening?"

"No time to explain, Halmoni's in trouble!" Jimin yelled out. Immediately, Seokjin and Yoongi bolted towards the door following Jimin.

The three reached Yuna's room and barged in, and saw her sitting on the edge of her bed with her hand on her chest, in pain and struggling to breathe. "Halmoni!! What's wrong?!" The three ran to her, Jimin kneeling infront of her while Seokjin and Yoongi stood close beside him.

Yuna could barely make any sound at this point, she was barely breathing, eyes and brows scrunched up in pain, cold sweat forming on her forehead.

• Take My Hand •   | A Taekook fiction|Where stories live. Discover now