ILLICIT | PJM

Forty

AYLA pov

Pacing back and forth down the living room wasn't helping. It had been almost four hours since BTS departed from the mansion. The level of tension and panic striking in my nerves was another level.

"Calm down will you?" Abigail, one of our close and trusted dealers said.

"I can't Abi not now at least," just that instant the main door opened.

I saw a withered Taehyung alone with blood stains on his shirt and on his forehead. He was sweating and his eyes were blood red, a gun in his hand. I briskly walked to him and shook his arms. "Taehyung where are the others?" No answer, i was already imagining the worst but i was hoping it wasn't true. "Taehyung?" I lightly tapped his cheek and then he erupted into a pool of tears.

"I'm sorry Ayla, I really am." he managed to say between the sobs.

"What happened? Why are you apologizing? Will you answer me?" I tried to pick him up. It was the first time I saw him crying, that also frightfully. Like he lost someone, like I lost someone.

"Jimin and Jin." he huffed.

"Jimin and Jin what Tae?" my voice was unsurprisingly soft, i felt like crying but tears never found their way to the surface. What I had was dread like never before.

"They- they were shot." did my ears just go haywire?

"What? That's not possible." my voice cracked a little. "I wish it wasn't, they are at the hospital." for a brief time which was like eternity, my senses stopped working, my heart stopped beating, my brain stopped processing.

And when I shook myself out of the brief oblivion I snatched the car keys from Taehyung and sprinted out of the main door. My tears were coming down but I was constantly wiping them. I wonder how unlucky I was for everyone. I loved mom and she died, I loved Jimin and now I have no idea about his condition. I loved my brother, my only family more than myself and now he was on the verge of going away.

I opened the car door and sat down. Without any delay I shifted the car gear and revved up the car engine. "Ayla wait." a familiar figure came in front of my car and forcefully made the wheels stop. The side door immediately opened and Taehyung sat. "now go." and then we broke possibly every damn traffic rule.

Whilst reaching the hospital I grabbed a nurse's hand. "Reception?" She said nothing and signaled her hand to a crisp ninety degree. I sprinted down the reception.

"Jimin Park and Seok-jin Kim." I huffed and my eyesight was already blurred by tears, as for Taehyung his one arm was around my shoulder asking for support.

"Jimin Park is in room number 1095 and Seok-Jin is still in operation theatre."

"Can i get a strip of aspirin?" I asked her with my broken voice. Distilled water and the scent of sanitizers which most of the time surrounded Taehyung and me was turning toxic for us, my head was anytime soon going to explode.

"Where is the operation theatre?" I asked her, trying to balance myself.

"Fifth floor." silent wishes were coming through. Upon reaching the floor I saw Suga and Hope oppa sitting down, their shirts were covered with blood, heads and hands were having deep cuts on them. Namjoon was standing on the edge of the gate. Jungkook's head was in Jung Hope's lap, his eyes were closed, probably because of all the crying.

I stepped closer to the OT's door, the small glass partition giving me a view which was useless because of the white curtains. I don't remember much when i started crying and i don't know when Yoongi oppa wrapped his arms around me. He smelt like blood, mint and cigarettes.

"He won't leave me right?" I said between the sobs and my voice was barely audible.

"He won't." he said as he tried to hide his tears. "You know there's no tax imposed on crying." I broke the awkward silence and a light chuckle was heard. The next hour seemingly passed quickly. I just sat at the corner and stared at the ceiling, silently praying even though my belief from god was shaken years ago.

Jungkook dozed off on Taehyung's shoulder but he was still wide awake. Meanwhile Namjoon was worried but he had some sort of relief, like nothing was gonna happen to Jin oppa. Just that instant the light above OTs door turned off. A doctor entered the corridor and all of us stood in front of him, except Tae and Junglecock.

"What's the condition doc?" Hope asked.

"The condition is very critical, the next 24 hours for him are what gonna define his living days left. The left lung is severely damaged, so take care." He lightly placed his hand on my shoulder. I just nodded throughout the conversation.

"You should check up on your soulmate." I said whilst sitting next to Taehyung, a light smile tugged on his lips and he turned his gaze towards me.

"Like he isn't someone you should be worried about." he said in a tired deep ass voice. "The guy is literal nuts for you, even when he was shot he was talking about how you're gonna wither his soul to dust if he died,"

"Yep because I promised to." I lightly laughed, a few seconds passed and I tugged Taehyung's arm and made him stand up. "Sulking is gonna get you nothing, lets just check up on Jimin." We got up and left for the tenth floor.

The weather was relatively cold, my eyes were heavy and my head was aching.

Whilst reaching the room I was welcomed by white ceilings and white floors, with curtains separating the room in two halves. I sat on the stool next to Jimin's bed. He was sleeping peacefully, the moonlight was striking against his milk like skin and his golden hair glowing  making him look like an angel.

Without trying to wake him up I lightly held his hand in mine and lightly kissed it. "You could've gotten a private room you know?" I whispered.

"It's private, the man sleeping next to Jimin's bed is your cousin." he softly said and for a minute I stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Bro I don't have a cousin. My uncle was-"

"No he wasn't killed, he flew away to Thailand and he met a woman, they started a family but unfortunately Kim Seok-Tae was murdered." he was kidding right?

"I really have to get my ears operated, they've been going haywire lately." I said as I shook my head.

"God, babe you're absolutely fine, it's your relations which are going haywire." a new voice startled us and I raised my eyes to see Jimin wide awake.

"Okay fine I have a cousin but why am I meeting him in the hospital?"

"Because he is Ten." The next few minutes were spent explaining how Ten's name was Chittaphon and how we're gonna call him Ten. The important parts on how my father killed his own brother, like taking mom away from me wasn't enough.

"So I have a cousin, he is the infamous Ten, he is half thai and he had been in hiding for years so that we had no clue about him being blood related to us." I breathed heavily and took out the strip of aspirin which I got from a nurse.

"Yes." Jimin yelled and rubbed my bare arm.

"You forgot our pact, no touching, no kissing if you get hurt." I shook his hands off and he gave me his puppy eyes. I consumed five aspirins for my migraine, one would've been too less.

"Ayla you don't consume five aspirins." Taehyung yelled and my vision was blurred.

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