BTS Oneshots

Vmin- Together We Make One

"Seven..six...f-five..." He was out.

6 Hours Later

Jimin finally woke up, and opened his eyes. There was a very heavy pressure in his head that made him wince, it was like ten thousand pounds getting pushed onto him. He saw the door open and looked over, seeing two people enter.

Good morning Jimin, how do you feel? His interpreter signed. Why aren't you talking? I want to hear. Jimin signed quickly, looking over at the nurse that pushed something into his IV. I know, Jimin. The surgery went well, but it could still be a few hours before you can hear. Your ears need time to adjust to the change. He signed, sitting down next to him on the bed. Is Taehyung okay? Jimin asked, forgetting the pain in his head.

Yes, his surgery went splendid.

Can he see now?! Jimin asked excitedly, a smile forming on his face. His face is swollen and will need time to heal. His eyes as well. He has a bandage over them to protect them from the light, and ever so slowly the doctors will take it off. It'll be at least two weeks before we will know. The other male told him. I will get to hear before Taehyung gets to see? Jimin asked with a sad expression. Yes, possibly. The man nodded.

That's not what he wanted. He wanted to hear Taehyung's voice first, hear his excited tone when he could finally see. He wanted Taehyung's voice to be the first thing he heard. He didn't want to get spoiled. Taehyung's surgery was much harder than Jimin's, and he had to wait longer for the best gift he'll ever get. Jimin couldn't and didn't want to start living again without Taehyung. They were supposed to get a normal life back together.

Then I don't want to hear. Don't let anybody in this room, I don't want to hear anything except Taehyung's voice when he wakes up and sees me. I want him to be the first thing I hear. Jimin signed angrily, crossing his arms across his chest. Jimin, we're talking two weeks here! Thing about all the things you could hear in two weeks; bird chirping, thunderstorms you always talked about wanting to hear, other's voices'? He asked him. No, I don't want to hear anything until Taehyung can see. I love him more than myself, and I'm sticking to that. I'm not leaving him with a bandage over his eyes with people he's never met. Jimin told him firmly.

If that's really what you want. His interpreter told the nurse what Jimin wanted. Jimin could hear a loud ringing in his ears, it was the only thing he's heard in twenty three years. When things got too loud his ears rung, painfully. Now they were probably ringing from the sound in the room.

Stop talking, it hurts. Jimin signed out quickly, a face of pain with his eyes closed. The loud painful ringing slowly faded.

3 Hours Later

"Taehyung, are you awake?"

"Where's Jimin?" Taehyung quickly asked, reaching out for Jimin's soft hand. He wanted to see him but he only saw darkness. "He's in another room in recovery. His surgery went well." A female voice rung in his ears, making him predict it was a nurse. "Can he hear now?" Taehyung asked, not finding Jimin. "In a few hours he might. It'll take a while for his ears to adjust, he needs to be in a quiet room for a while." The nurse told him. "I-I can't see anything, d-did mine not work?" Taehyung asked in a broken voice. "No, Taehyung, your surgery went smoothly. You should be able to see in two weeks."