Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is greatful
Love hurts
Love makes people crazy
Love never ever dies

A sequel to Beautiful!


7. Seven

"Hey hey!" Hoseok yelled as he rushed out of the coffee shop. He helped me up on my feet and then he moved Taehyung away from Jungkook. "What the hell are you doing, man?! He's unconscious!" 

"I don't care!" Taehyung yelled, trying to get out of Hoseok's grasp. "I hope he dies!" 

"What even happened?" Hoseok says and he pulled out his phone to call an ambulance. Once he was done, he looked over at me, "Jimin? You don't look too well." 

I looked over at Jungkook, but I couldn't move. My body was glued to one spot, tears were falling down my face as I felt my body become weaker. "T-Taehyung why..." I sobbed on and I fell down on my knees, I placed my hands on the ground, clenching them into fists. 

"You can get fired for this Taehyung, why would you do this?" Hoseok looked down at Jungkook and he bit his lip, "if Jimin wants to be with him, let it go." 

"I'm not going to let it go! You know how much he's done to him!" Taehyung yelled, thrashing around in Hoseoks arms. 

"Does Jimin look happy to you?" Hoseok asked and he bit his lip. "Taehyung, you better hope they don't put you in jail for this and you better hope that he's not dead."

I sobbed loudly, "I hate you so much, Taehyung!" I weakly got off the ground and I walked over to Jungkook. I held his hand and I looked back at them. "I wish you'd just disappear!" 


"Jimin, I'm sorry," Taehyung said. I folded my arms over my chest as I glance around the waiting room. 

"Hoseok, trade places with me," I whisper and I got up to allow him to take a seat in the middle. "And tell Taehyung I'm never talking to him again, and that I'm getting a restraining order." I pulled the wedding ring from my pocket and I toss it at Taehyung. "Never call or text me again, I want nothing to do with you."

"Hoseok! Don't let him do that," Taehyung said and Hoseok sat back, folding his arms over his chest awkwardly. 

"If Jungkook and Jimin can sort out their differences, you should have been able to sort them out with Jungkook. You also went too far, he was unconscious man, I've never seen you act like that before in my entire life." Hoseok took my hand and he sighed, "it'll be okay Jimin."

"I hope so," I said and I wipe the remaining tears from my face. I sniffled and I watched Taehyung get up and storm off. "Do you think I'm a bad person?"

"Of course not," Hoseok said and he let go of my hand. "Love is a weird thing, sometimes you don't understand it."

"If Jungkook were to die, I don't know what I'd do," I run a hand through my hair and I scrape my fingernails over the plastic on the arms of the chair. "Things are happening way to fast for me to even process things, like Taehyung did this, he's supposed to be sweet and caring, I don't..." 

I let out a deep breathe. 

"Don't blame yourself for things that aren't your fault," Hoseok said and I looked over at him. "This isn't your fault, you have no control over people's actions." 

"Do you hate Jungkook?" I ask. 

"No," he replies and he props his leg up on his knee. "If he makes you happy, then I like him too."

I smiled lightly and I hit his shoulder. "Why are you so great, Hyung?"

"I ask myself that all the time," he said with a chuckle. "I have to go see where he ran off too, but call me if you find out anything about him, and if you need anything I'll get it for you, just let me know."

"Thank you," I say and I wave him good bye, watching him leave the room. I sat up in my seat and I looked around the room, looking at all the people sitting around. There was always so much tension in the emergency waiting room, all the people sitting around fidgeting, waiting to hear the knew on their loved ones. 

"Park Jimin?" Some one says and I sit up, looking around for the person who said my name. I see a doctor looking around on the other side of the waiting room and I get up from my seat. I walked over to him and he smiled at me. "He's okay, a slight concussion with a few scrapes a bruises. He should be released later on, please make sure that while he's home he needs to rest and relax for a few days." 

I nod my head and I smile widely, "thank you so much, can I go see him?" 

"Yes, he is in number twelve, down this hall and to your right," the doctor said and he pointed to the hallway behind him. "If you got any questions, find me and I'll answer them." 

I nodded and I begun to walk down the hall, I turned around the corner on my right and I look at the door numbers, seeing number twelve was right in the middle. I gripped onto the door knob and I pushed the door open, I stepped inside and I closed the door behind me, seeing Jungkook was laying down on the bed. 

"Hi," I say and I walked over, pulling a chair up next to him bed. "Jungkook, I'm really sorry this had to happen to you," I say and I take his hand into mine, intwining our fingers together. "I'll take care of you until you get better," I say and I kiss the back of his hand. I look at his face, seeing he had a busted lip and a black eye, as well as a cut on the bridge of his nose. 

"It isn't your fault," he said and he gripped my hand tighter. His thumb rubbed lightly back and fourth over the back of my hand and the corners of his lips drew up to a smile. "I'll take anything for you, a bullet, a knife, an angry ex fiancé, you name it and I'll put through with it. I just wanted to make sure that you were going to end up okay."

I smiled and I pushed some hair out of his face, "thank you, Jungkook. I love you, so so much."

"I love you too," he whispered. "But so so much more."

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