°Yesterday°
**Jungkook's POV**
3 hours??? I can't believe I was gone so long. The car gets louder the harder I press the pedal. Please don't be gone Jimin. Please don't tell me I failed you. I drive faster, getting more and more anxious. A light flashes behind me and I groan, knowing I've been caught. Great. Another couple hundred dollars gone to waste. I find a parking spot near the back exit of the hospital and see the same nurse from before pushing an empty wheelchair through the doors. "Excuse me!"
I run through moving cars and catch up to her, meeting inside of the hospital. "Yes?"
"Hi, I left earlier today and I asked you to call me if the friend I was visiting left?"
She nods, folding up the chair. "Yeah he left a couple of minutes ago, I was just about to call you." She smiles at me as if that would alleviate any discomfort.
"What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Jimin left. "Are you sure?" He woke up without me there.
"Yup. This is even his wheelchair." I look down at the folded up material in her hand and start laughing, tears welling up. I just missed him. "Are you ok sir?"
I bit my lip, focusing on the pain it provides. "Y-yeah. I'll be fine." My feet start moving behind me, walking backwards to turn around onto the street. My pace slow, my thoughts a mess. You better be there when he wakes up. I reach my car without noticing, unlocking it and sitting down inside, my hands gripping the steering wheel. We talk about more things than you do. My fist bangs on the steering wheel, the loud honk causing everyone around me to jump in surprise. Trust me.
I'm sorry Jimin.
°Same day°
**Hoseok's POV**
"Taehyung!" I yell after the running boy, he almost bumps into some grieving people, says sorry, bows, and continues running. I smile at the cuteness, trying to catch up. How can he run so fast? "Baby!" He opens a door on the right and disappears, I have no choice to follow. I read the letters on the door and groan.
Rooftop
Come on track, don't let me down. The stairs proved to be less difficult than I thought they would be considering I ran up 4 flights of stairs to meet my boyfriend at the rooftop. "Don't come near me." His voice barely comes out, hoarse to my ears.
"...Baby..." I find him snuggled up into a ball, leaning against the concrete railing of the roof. He doesn't answer, just turns his red face away from me. "Please, talk to me Tae Tae."
"Fine I'll talk! Why do you spend so long with Jimin? Are you even really hanging out? How do I know you're not cheating on me? Why is Jimin's time more important than mine?" He starts sobbing again, his eyes, nose and lips hidden in the crook of his elbow.
I sigh, using the last of my energy to run up to him and wrap his entire body with my arms, pulling him in for the tightest embrace. "No one is more important than you." I plant small kisses on the top of his forehead, loving the way he slightly leans in to each and every one of them. "I spend a lot of time with him because of different reasons that I can't tell you, they're confidential but don't ever think for even a second, that I would cheat on y-"
"Why does it have to be confidential? Why can't you tell me, I'm your boyfriend!" He pulls back, angry that I'm keeping secrets.
"It's not my secret to tell Tae. You'd have to ask him yourself."
He huffs in annoyance, leaning into me again. "Whatever. I'll find out soon."
I chuckle, knowing how determined he is. "I know you will baby. I know."
°The present°
**Jimin's POV**
"Yah! Jimin stop making a mess!" Tae yells at the top of his lungs, being the most dramatic of the group. With my ankle still healing, I wasn't allowed to exercise a lot, much less dance with Hoseok. This rest made it possible for me to finally eat with my friends again, no matter how annoying they can be.
"Leave me alone Tae! You're messier than me!" I fling some rice already dropped on the ground to his face, a shriek rings through the air from the red head.
"Hey! Stop throwing food!" Jinyoung yells, Mark holding his hand and adds.
"Yeah! Or I'll have Jinyoung beat you up." We laugh at Jinyoung's surprised expression, obviously expecting not to do anything further than yell. Taehyung shrugs and uses his spoon to fling some extra rice on Mark's face and Jinyoung stands up to protect him. His aura was suddenly harsh as he strolls over to Tae.
"Oh shit." I mutter, Taehyung obviously scared as well. Tae stands up and runs away, Jinyoung after him. They run in circles around the group, the rest of us laughing at the two. I lean over unconsciously and laugh while landing on Yugyeom's shoulder. He laughs with me, amused that someone other than him upset Jinyoung. We laugh harder when he throws his famous kick towards Tae, just an inch away from his body.
"Hyung! You're gripping my shoulder too hard!" Yugyeom yelps in pain and I let go, soothing over the area.
"Aww I'm sorry Yugyeom." He smiles when I pinch his cheek. When Tae finally gets caught, Jinyoung tackles him but Hoseok finally comes to the rescue.
"Jinyoung! Get off of him!" Hoseok was less threatening, peeling off Jinyoung and pulling Tae into a hug. "You ok baby?" He nods, hugging back.
"Hoseok!" He looks up from Tae's eyes, and smiles.
"Yeah?"
I fumble my thumbs together, a nervous habit I've had since I was a child. "I-Is uh Jungkook here today?"
He smirks at my question, letting go of Taehyung. "Nope, he said he can't really come to eat with us much since he has to practice soccer a LOT more now." I nod, looking down at my food and pushing it around with my fork.
"Ok, thanks." I mumble, not really feeling hungry anymore. When I look back up, Hoseok and Tae sit down next to each other but no physical contact was made. Sometimes I forget Hobi is a teacher and they have a strict 'No Dating Students' policy. I sigh, feeling sad that they cant express their love.
Yugyeom seems to notice my sadness, his elbow nudges my arm. "You ok?"
I shrug, feeling and thinking about a lot of things these days. "I don't know... I just..." My rice and chicken keep getting pushed around in circles.
"You miss Jungkook?" His eyebrow raised, the all-knowing friend has spoken.
I chuckle, nodding. "That... and other things." He nods, showing that he's listening for more. "I feel bad that some of the teachers here might develop feelings for students but not get to show it, you know?"
His eyes widen, mouth dropped. "W-who are you taking about?" Instead of saying anything, I motion towards Tae and Hobi. He nods and presents a sad smile. "I know what you mean... I... used to like a teacher here."
Now my eyes widen. "Really? What happened?"
He bites his lip, twiddling his thumbs. "Well... it didn't work out. He moved to another school because he didn't want me to get in trouble." My hand reaches up to sooth his back.
"I'm sorry Yugyeom."
He shakes his head, tears disappearing. "It's fine. He's probably better off without me."
I scrunch my eyebrows and shake my head. "Of course not! Anyone would be miserable without you." He laughs, wiping away the rebel tears.
"Thanks Jimin."
"No problem." We smile together, looking around to see that no one else was paying attention. What's something that can lighten the mood? "But not all in school relationships end in disaster! My sister goes to school next door and her favorite chorus teacher is dating another staff member." I grin in delight. He follows, the good mood now contagious.
"And who is this lucky teacher of hers?" His smile emits an aura of trust. I can tell him right?
"Mr. Choi and Mr. Im." His jaw drops, color leaving his face.
His voice barely a whisper. "Mr. Choi?"
Sorry I haven't updated in 3 days!