Serendipity

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   The man was silent for a moment, "We saw his face but we weren't able to ID him because he had meth in his system, and was out of his mind. Wouldn't answer a single question, except for the shouting in our faces. We're placing him in an isolation cell for the time being until the high passes." Jimin nodded in response, "What did he look like?" The man thought carefully before answering, "He had faded red hair... brown eyes... and.. that's all I remember, sorry." Jimin nodded once more, before staring at his motionless Fiancé. He laid before Jimin, looking rather lifeless, but the slow rise and fall of Yoongi's chest reminded Jimin's dark thoughts that he wasn't dead.

   After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached the emergency room of the hospital and rushed Yoongi into the infirmary, telling Jimin to wait in the waiting room. Jimin was beyond frustrated but incredibly tired, so he fought for a few minutes before caving in. He sat down in the surprisingly comfy chairs, and before he knew it he drifted off into a thankfully dreamless sleep.

   Jimin was woken up by a shaking of his shoulders and was greeted by his best friends. He smiled so hard his face hurt and jumped up to hug the life out of them all. They all began profusely apologizing for not being there and not calling or anything, and Jimin knew he should've been at least a little mad, but all he cared about was that his friends were here now, and he'd be mad later. They talked for what felt like hours on end, chatting about anything and everything, and catching up. It helped Jimin's worry decrease. When everyone fell silent, Jimin's worry and sorrow hit him like a bus. They all must've noticed because his forehead crinkled and his lips became pursed as he started to daze off at the ground. Jungkook then rubbed Jimin's shoulder, saying comforting words to him to try and coax him to sleep. To be honest, Jimin didn't look that healthy at the moment. His blond hair had lost its pretty sheen, being frizzy and faded. He had terrible eye bags and cracked skin, and he looked thinner than before. Plus he felt as bad as he looked. His stomach was running on ramen noodles from a day ago, and the sickness from being too worked up didn't make him feel all that good, plus the massive headache at that point in time. Pulsating at the back of his head.