Milkshake Boy | pjm

thirty-two

There is nothing in my mind, nothing in my vision. None of my senses are working properly, only two of them holding on by a thread. I can hear, and I can only feel the things directly happening to my body, only the things that touch me.

On my left side, I feel sharp pains that feel as though they are tearing my skin piece by piece. On my right side, I feel a soft touch, my hand being held by someone I can only assume is Jimin. There is something wet, something warm, on my hand, on my wrist. Perhaps Jimin is crying, his tears falling down his soft cheeks and onto my skin.

I imagine his body hunched over me, his eyes scanning over my expressions, hoping for something that he thinks won't come. I feel his small fingers run through my hair, pushing the stray strands behind my ear, making room for him to place his plump lips against my temple.

I feel a breeze brush past my ear, and a few words are spoken. It takes a brief moment for my brain to understand the words, it's when the words are clear that I understand why he's crying.

"Please," Jimin's broken voice echoes through my head, the deepness of it only meaning he's crying, and he's been crying for a while. "Don't leave me, I love you, Taishi."

The words echo through my head, and I feel a jolt of energy, my heart beating quickly as if I've been electrocuted. There is another shock, and I hear loud beeping in the background, it's faint, and I know now what's happening.

I know now that I'm striving for my life. The doctors are trying to revive me, but I'm too weak. My heart won't hold on.

"Taishi!" Jimin's voice is louder than before, he's screaming at me, his voice absolutely broken from looking at me.

Another shock spreads its way through my body, and I feel a sudden burst of energy rush through me.

My body shoots upward and I gasp for air, my hands touching my body to make sure I'm alive.

I hear a small gasp and I look toward the cause to see Jimin with his hands covering his mouth, his cheeks stained pink from tears. I feel tears form in my eyes, and I don't hold them back, I let them fall down my cheeks.

"Come here," I whisper, opening my arms wide as I look at Jimin's broken expression.

He sucks in a deep breath before moving quickly toward me, his body collapsing into mine as our arms wrap around one another, holding on with all our strength and love.

"I love you so much, Taishi," Jimin whispers, his shaky voice muffled by my shoulder.

"I love you, Jimin," I whisper, rubbing my hand up and down his back soothingly. "I'll never stop."