𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃

45 | Robocop

Nox

The sound of something dropping to the ground and frustrated sighs and groans cause me to instantly rise up from the soft surface I've been lying on. At first my vision is blurry, the intense luminosity of the sunlight that pokes through the half open curtains makes my eyes tear up and I let out a yawn. Running my fingers through my hair, I wipe my mouth from any excess drool as I hear familiar voices talking. An ocean scent mixed with hints of spice and wood and lime that comes from a forest green varsity jacket that's covering my body, overwhelms my sense of smell. I recognize it immediately and I smile to myself because it belongs to Jimin.

"Look, she woke up." Someone says and I turn around only to see my brother sitting on a chair next to Yoongi's hospital bed, while Yoongi himself is awake with a small grin lingering on his face. One of his eyes is bruised while bandages cover the scrapes that stained his cheekbones. His hair is unruly and slightly greasy, like he woke up from a huge slumber. An IV is attached to his hand, while his other arm is secured in a black cast. He's laying on his bed, the pillows stacked up in a way that they feel comfortable to lay on in a 'sitting' position. A small chess board with the pieces scattered all over the place, is placed on a small table right between Axel and Yoongi and a Rubik's cube is sitting on top of a book. Two duffel bags are on the floor and one of them belongs to me.

"About time," Yoongi flashes me a gentle smile that makes me feel warm and giddy inside, but at the same time the tiniest cut near the corner of his mouth makes me want to cry.

"Morning sunshine." He beams and it takes me a few seconds to process the situation when I abruptly jerk upwards and wrap my arms around his fragile body when he groans and his free hand tries to push me away a little. "Y-you're hurting me, I can't-"

"Shit, I'm sorry." I apologize in an instant and he grabs my hand.

"It's okay Nox," he says, his voice faint.

"How are you feeling?" I ask him.

"Well, it hurts like a bitch when I breathe and the nurse told me that I'm going to have to get respiratory therapy, but at least I'm not bored and alone in here. Can you believe that I've got to stay cooped up in this place for six months?" He says grumpily.

"Have you seen his stitches Noxie?" Axel intervenes with excitement. "He's got like six! And now he has titanium binding his ribs together."

"Oooh, how manly." I remark, trying to remain cheerful. "They don't 'bind' his ribs Axel, they're meant to stabilize them."

"Okay, that."

"Yeah, I'm like fucking Robocop." Yoongi snorts.

"By the way, how did you even get here?" I ask Axel and he shrugs.

"Jimin brought me." My brother replies swiftly. "We also brought you and Yoongi some stuff from home. He's a nice guy." He adds gesturing at the duffel bags on the floor.

"Really?" I pipe. He must have woken up at dawn to run all over the place like this.

"Yeah, he dropped by the apartment at like five am. Said he needed the spare for Yoongi's place and asked me to pack a bag for you." Axel tells me. "What a coincidence though, he mentioned something about his ex-getting in an accident."

"Shit," Yoongi rasps. "Is Evelyn okay?"

"Who's that?"

I ball my fists. Why is everyone so concerned about Evelyn?

"That's Jimin's ex."

"Wait a minute, is she the one you told me you tried to stop in the middle of the street?" Axel's eyes widen.