Seokjin slipped on his shoes and all three men rushed to the hospital. Namjoon fumbled with the pen to sign into the visitor clipboard, and rushing to the elevator with Jungkook attempting to force the elevator doors open.
When they made it to Hoseok's hospital room, they tripped over their own feet. Shocked at the comatose boy eating his first plate of food for the first time, his sunlit eyes looking up at the three who bursted in. His mouth half-open with a fork full of fruit in his hand.
Hoseok sits up. "... Good morning-Namjoon?"
"OH MY GOD!" Namjoon cried, shoving his body towards the patient. Wrapping his arms around his thin figure, nuzzling his head into his shoulder. "You're okay," he shakily says, placing his hand on his head and petting him softly. Squeezing slightly tight as if he was going to slip away. "You're okay!"
"... I still feel like i'm out my body, but yeah," Hoseok nods, hugging him back. Making sure his IV isn't in the way, "I'm okay..." He squeezes him back. "You're back, how? How long was I gone?!"
"Don't worry," Namjoon says, "I'm back now, I'm not going to leave anymore. I promise."
Jungkook pursed his lips, his eyebrows suddenly trembling. He falls into his knees beside Seokjin, bowing on his knees with his forehead nearly touching the ground. He was traditionally apologizing with great grief. "I-I'm so sorry," he began to sob, "Please forgive me. I put you in danger-"
Hoseok looked over at Jungkook and shook his head. "... Stand up," he says softly, "Please, stand up."
Seokjin helped Jungkook back up on his feet. The youngest is hiccuping, his eyes-bloodshot with tears rolling down his rosy cheeks. "... Your hyung is asking something of you," he says.
Jungkook hiccuped again, wiping his cheeks with shaking hands. "I'm sorry, Jjang," he whimpered.
Hoseok stays quiet in his thoughts for a moment. "... you can call me Hoseok,"he says, bringing a smile of kindness to his lips. "... C'mere and give me a group hug!"
Seokjin and Jungkook gladly took his offer. The youngest was the only one who soaked Hoseok's hospital gown with continuous tears. Hoseok pats his back, soothing the kid with 'it's okay' and 'i missed you all.'
"... Is..." Hoseok trailed off, sitting up when they all let go. "... Is Yoongi coming? Where is he?"
Seokjin and Jungkook looked at each other. Quiet. Namjoon smiled sympathetically, "... He's out on a mission," he says, "... But he'll be here soon, don't worry too much, okay? We'll let him know you're okay once he gets back."
Hoseok looked sad for a second, his eyes drooping down before smiling sadly. "... Alright," he says, "I'll wait for him then."
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Taehyung grunted as he broke down the emergency room doors, pushing past the protesting nurses and doctors. Laying Jimin down on the stretcher, his blood stained handprint marking the sheets.
"S-Sir you can't be in here-"
Daeun and the rest followed behind, panting as she carried Yoongi on her back. "Please, help them," she begged, "Help."
Taehyung took the doctor by the collar and ran him into the wall, lifting him up and slamming his back into the wall. Blood stains the doctor's coat. He grits his teeth, glaring with tearful eyes. "You are going to take these two in, and do everything you can do to keep him. He's shot and bleeding to death," he spat, nearly growling his demand. "Do as I say or I will tear this entire hospital down with everyone in it. Do you fucking understand?"
Jimin had fallen unconscious after loosing too much blood. His body is as pale as ice, unmoving as blood dripped from his arms down to the hospital floor. He's wheezing quietly, and tears drip from his closed eyes from pain. It was a shocking sight.
"Nurses!" The doctor turns his head away from the tiger in front of him, fearful he calls out the staff. "Get this man into the surgery room immediately!"
Jimin's stretcher was pulled away from site, and a couple nurses helped Daeun place Yoongi into an open emergency unit to check his vitals. "We'll take care of him."
Taehyung spat onto the floor with a glare as the doctor rushed behind the nurses to the surgery room. Taehyung watched as Jimin's arm is hanging off the stretcher, unmoving but dripping blood onto the hospital floor.
Daeun collapsed onto the floor, exhausted from the weight on her back. "... What now?" She asks, breathless.
Taehyung stood, watching the doors close in front of him. Jimin's body disappears from his site. He lets out a long breath of relief. "... Let's go," He says, "All of you. I know a place we can rest, and we'll figure out the rest later. You all are under my wing now."