「 ambiguous | jeon wonwoo 」

-twenty-two-

Wonwoo stands up, his breath quickening. He tugs on his hair, cursing at himself and runs out of his house, not bothering to tie his shoes or put on his jacket. He screams, the rain drowning out his voice as he runs to the nearest hospital.

"I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry", he mutters, tears forming in his eyes. Wonwoo makes it into the hospital, out of breath and soaked as he makes it to the front desk. "D-Did a Kim Taehyung get checked in here?", he asks, his lips quivering. The receptionist nods.

"C-Can you show me where his room is?"
"I can't sir, it's for policy reasons. You can only visit Mr.Kim if you are related to him in any way--"

"I'm his younger sister's fiancée. Kim Taehee's fiancée who loves her deeply. Please...I'm begging you, I need to comfort Taehee...I need to be by her side", he begs, the back of his eyes stinging. The receptionist taps a few keys on her computer, standing up and walks out of her station.

"Sir, please follow me"

Arriving on the fifth floor, she guides him through the hallway. Sobs are slowly becoming more present, screaming and begging ringing in Wonwoo's ear.

"Mr.Kim resides here sir", the receptionist says, bowing before walking away. He gulps loudly, opening the door quietly and listens in.

"Taehyung!! T-Tae!! Wake up! I-I'm going to clear your name but please...stay with me", he hears Taehee scream. Wonwoo flinches, looking into the room. Taehee and 6 other guys crowd around a bed, Taehyung's body laying on it with his eyes closed.

"Hyung...", he spots a boy say, his face stained with tears as he lowers his head.
"Taehyung!! Aish...you idiot", he sees Jimin cry, hiding his face in his tiny hands.

Looking farther into the room, he spots a familiar tall boy with his head lowered, his cap in his hands.

"I-I'm so sorry, Taehee. I'm sorry that I let you down", Mingyu apologizes, his head bowed in shame. Taehee sobs harder, holding onto Taehyung's hand for dear life, burying her face in the bed. Mingyu walks out of the room, not noticing his friend until Wonwoo grabs his wrist. The younger looks up, his skin pale and frail.

"Mingyu...are you okay?", Wonwoo asks quietly, looking into the younger's tired and traumitized eyes.

"How..How can I be a police officer?", he mutters under his breath, looking yet not looking at Wonwoo at the same time. It's as if Mingyu is looking into the past, as if he's in a different time period. "I...I let a girl's brother die in my hands", he mumbles, too scared to speak up.

"No, no Mingyu i-it wasn't your fault", the older says, trying to comfort his friend.
"I killed him. I'm a monster. I just let him...slip away", Mingyu whispers, flinching at the memory. "He was crying so much, screaming. I tried to stop him but he just...jumped"

Wonwoo gulps, feeling guilt bury him in a hole as he stares at his now corrupted friend, seeing how he isn't able to lead a normal life ever again. Looking over his friend's shoulder, he notices 6 boys walk out of Taehyung's room, completely shattered and broken. He regonizes how their lives will always have a missing piece, not being able to replace it with the loss of a close friend.

Finally, Wonwoo hears the sobs and screams of the girl he loves.

You heard me right, loves.

His heart breaks at Taehee's sobs, clenching his fists tightly. He walks away from his friend, going into the room quietly and looks down at her, tears forming in his own eyes. Crouching down to her level, he puts his arm over Taehee's frail body, leaning her head against his shoulder. She doesn't seem to notice, too absorbed about crying over Taehyung, her brain not being able to function correctly as all her senses shut off.