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30 | choose me ✒️

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note: … this is the end of part ii. i’ll begin part iii after more interactions 😭 im an attention wh0re ikik ,, enjoy besties 🥴 ,,, no warnings since this is honestly such a fluff chapter ✋🏽 yk the drill!!! send me ur thots 💭 see u guys soon (?) LOL

Hospitals are the worst. 

This one in particular brings many heavy memories. This very hospital your grandmother funded is the same one she was rushed to. She passed away in the ICU wing, 3 doors from the right hall a few days after. You remember it all too well.

Now, being here for your best friend stings. It hurts and you aren’t too sure how to process the feelings of overwhelming anxiety. 

“Ms ___?” A voice calls for you. You turn your head and see a doctor smiling at you warmly. “It’s an honour to meet you. Your family has done so much for this hospital and the medical field—”

No. 

You aren’t in the mood for this right now. “I’m looking for Jeon Jungkook? Are you his doctor?” you cut him off, unbothered by how rude it may have come out to be. “I need to see him. Can I see him?”

He smiles at you again, a little smaller than the initial greeting. You take him by surprise. You’re the granddaughter and daughter of absolute legends but right now, you’re a friend in distress.

“Jeon Jungkook from Jeon Inc, correct? I am his doctor. I promise you that he is in great hands as it’s also an honour to be at his service.” 

“She’s his emergency contact, Doctor. Please, what’s his condition?” Seok Jin speaks for you. He sounds so calm and collected. He’s the absolute opposite of you. 

“Are you Kim Seok Jin? The youngest son of Kim Ko? Wow.. Such influential families in my midst.. I am—”

“We understand how this must feel for you but we would prefer if you could continue as professional as possible. Please get on with it.” Seok Jin interrupts him. 

Thank fucking god. 

The doctor’s cheeks flush red. He clears his throat and mutters an apology. “Ms ___, Mr Jeon was found without a helmet and was more than lucky that his accident wasn’t as fatal as it could have been. His scans came out clean but aside from that… He’s facing a displacement fracture on his right arm, he hit his head and needed a few stitches. He has some road rash and bruised ribs.. And to answer your question, no. Unfortunately, you can not see him right now as I am taking him in for surgery. It’s a simple 1-2 hour procedure, Ms ___. Feel free to wait for me in the waiting room or even inside his recovery room.” 

Jin pulls you in for a hug and you sigh deeply. “Is that allowed? Can we wait inside his room?”

“Exceptions are made for Ms ___. Belated condolence to your grandmother, by the way.. I met her once and she was an amazing woman. Your parents as well—”

“Thank you for your time, doctor.”

For the second time tonight, the doctor tries to not look too offended. Jin gives the doctor a look, the kind that warns him to stop. You had been through enough tonight and the mention of your grandmother and parents is definitely not what you need to feel better. The doctor then excuses himself and you turn to Jin with a sad smile. 

“He’s going to be okay,” you breathe. “That fucking idiot better be okay.” 

Seok Jin laughs, tightening the hug. “I’m sorry this is happening, baby. I should have waited for you instead of—”

“Instead of what, Jin? The conversation had to happen. I can’t control his reaction.. It’s okay. I’m not mad at you or even at him.. Maybe at myself, sure. But not at you, baby, “ you reassure him. 

He shakes his head. “Don’t blame yourself either,” he tells you. “That’s not fair. It’s not how this is going to work either.”

You look at him and feel it in your chest. If before you complained about how he couldn’t meet you emotionally.. How he was never there when you needed him or how his warmth was limited—you’re surely wrong now. 

Right now, Jin is all you need. 

You’re restless. 

It’s only been an hour and you can’t do this. “What if he doesn’t make it?” you ask Jin, intertwining your fingers together. 

You two are sat inside his car. He insist that you get some sleep since this adventure took all night. “Go to sleep, baby.” 

You’re sleepy. You’re trying to fight it too. It’s so obvious. His heart melts at the sight of your puffy cheeks and sleepy eyes. How are you even speaking right now? You look so exhausted. 

“I can’t.” Sitting up, you let out a deep sigh. “He’s alone. I need to be there. I don’t even know what I’m doing here—”

“You’re here with me,” Jin explains, attempting to calm you. “He’s in there with doctors. The moment his eyes open, you’ll be there. I promise you.”

You nod, still not fully convinced. 

“You want to wait in his room, don’t you?” Jin guesses. He’s right of course, he just wants you to confirm it. 

You smile at him weakly. “Please?”

He pulls you in for a hug and squeezes you tight. “Only if you promise me you’ll get some sleep before he wakes up.”

“I promise.”

This is a no brainer for Jin. He’d give you anything you want.. It just sucks that he gets the short end of the stick. That though he’s the one holding you, protecting you right now, it’s still Jungkook you’re thinking of. He gets it. This is your best friend and his injuries are serious enough for surgery.. He gets that this is all so overwhelming for you.. But what about him? This is you. You’re again in a position where of course you’ll be picking Jungkook over him. 

Maybe Hoseok had a point. 

But it’s okay. It’s whatever. Jin brushes of his new realization and reverts back to his old thoughts—the time you two went camping. Here, Jin finds himself wondering when the day you’ll pick him over Jungkook will ever come again.

... So much for only needing Jin. 

When Jungkook wakes up, he knows exactly where he is. 

The ceiling looks familiar. The bed and gown feel familiar. The only thing he didn’t expect to see is Jin asleep on the loveseat across the room, asleep with his arms crossed. Confused, Jungkook turns his head and sees you asleep beside him. 

Your chair is squished the closest it can be to his bed. Your arms are crossed while your head rests on top of them like a pillow. Your body is slumped over his side with your hand on top of his. It covers the IV and all he can think is; shit.

In all honesty, Jungkook can’t say this sight makes him happy but he isn’t exactly feeling the worst with how close you are to him. It’s odd. It’s mixed feelings of being comforted that you’re by his side, but also loathing himself for being the reason why you are where you u are right now. He lifts his arm to touch you. 

Rather, he tries to and fails. 

He lets out a stiff groan and it shifts no other than Jin awake. 

“Woah, hey,” Jin gets up to be by Jungkook’s side. He helps Jungkook adjust his arm and gently places it comfortably for him. “Don’t move too much. You literally just got out of surgery.”

“Is she mad at me?” Jungkook murmurs, throat dry from… Well, everything but it doesn’t matter. It’s you that matters and he can’t shake the feeling of guilt off. “On a scale of 1-10, how mad is she at me?” 

Jin shakes his head with a soft smile. “She’ll be glad you’re okay.”

Jungkook glares at him. “Don’t sugarcoat it,” he commands. “She’s pissed and you’re doing that hero thing.”

Again, Jin shakes his head. This time, no smile. “Why is it so hard for you to accept that people can care about you without an ulterior motive?” 

“Because we come from rich families that prioritize business over feelings. You don’t fall that far from the tree, Jin. Only ___ and I do.” Jungkook barely is able to make out this sentence. His voice goes quiet and dry. 

Seok Jin sighs, shrugging his shoulders. “I’ll grab you some water and food.. I’ll probably look for your doctor on my way back to check up on you.” Jin then moves to the other side of the hospital bed and bends down to his knees. There, he taps you awake and moves your body back to lean against the chair. 

There, you wake up. 

“Hey,” Jin says softly. “Guess who's awake?”

You rub your eyes, focusing on Jungkook whose face completely softens at your gaze. Jin then rubs your back and excuses himself, giving you and Jungkook some well-needed space. The way Jin and you hold hands for a moment, fingers lingering and looking so delicate intertwined… Jungkook doesn’t miss it. 

If anything, it inspires him to cough and ask Jin to hurry up. 

Jin chuckles and complies. You sit still, staring at Jungkook. The moment Jin exits the room and you hear the door click, Jungkook opens his mouth to say something and then closes it. 

“You better fucking pray that door isn’t locked because I’m going to kill you.”

You stand up and raise your hand. You’re so angry. No, beyond that—you’re furious. Thank god he’s okay, but wow, did he need a beating? He’s already all scratched, bruised, and broken up.. What’s another injury to the list right? Jungkook’s eyes widen and he immediately winces. 

“Ow!”

“I didn’t even hit you yet!” 

“Well, maybe don’t hit me at all! Look at this!” he cries, nodding towards his injuries. “I’m already hurt.”

“You deserve it,” you say sternly. “Idiots deserve to be hurt.”

Jungkook sighs, nodding with his eyes closed. “I know, I know,” he mumbles. “But I’m your idiot.”

“Why do you do this?” you ask him. “You know I hate hospitals. You know my situation here with my family. You know how much I hate you riding your motorcycle, yet you went off without a helmet? Again?” 

Every part of you begins to burn. You’re aching inside, that’s the truth. You hate that he does shit like this. It makes you feel like you’re not important enough for him to stay alive. What kind of best friend puts you in this position?

You know that, yes, maybe these thoughts and feelings are selfish.. But who fucking cares? He could have died. He could have left you without saying goodbye. This.. Him being hurt like this was the best case scenario.

 “Like, remember when we were younger and you would get into fights at every party we went to? Why hasn’t that changed? Why do you keep hurting yourself? Why are you smiling? It’s not funny. You think this is funny—”

“I was trying to get your attention,” Jungkook smiles weakly. His answer is simple it confuses you. You don’t even know how to respond to him. 

“I don’t know what to do with you! What if I had to call your parents and let them know that their son is a complete idiot because he’s unsafe and a terrible listener—” for the second time, you raise your hand to hit him. Jungkook doesn’t wince this time or move away. Instead, with his decent hand, he grabs yours and pulls you close.

You plop onto his bed and he tugs you closer. 

“You could have died,” you fret. It’s soft and it breaks his heart. Practically nose to nose, you find it in yourself to glare at him. “You get that, right? You could have really died.”

“Hey,” you turn away when he begins. He moves his face to meet with yours. “It worked, right?” 

“What worked?”

“I got your attention. On the plus side, I’m here and I’m okay,” he attempts to laugh and nods at his injuries. “… For the most part.”

“Not funny.”

“But most importantly, you’re here.” 

You look at him with care and so many conflicting feelings. How could he make such a painful moment feel so tender? It only causes you to ache. Tears threaten to fall from your eyes but you ignore them. Looking up and breaking away from your closeness with him, you blink away the tears. 

You sniff, “I’m here, Jungkook. I always have been.”

He shakes his head and mutters, “not in the way I want you to be.”

“Jungkook—”

“You never choose me,” he begins. Now, you turn to meet with his eyes. His eyes that are suddenly beginning to pool with tears. It’s weird. Automatically, it feels weird because come to think of it... You’ve never really seen him cry before. You begin to panic. 

“What’s this about, Jungkook? What’s going on?”

He swallows. 

It’s now or never, right?

It’s you forever or losing you to whoever.. Jungkook gathers whatever is left of courage and belief in himself for this very moment. It should have happened in the garden. But a hospital bed and an injured body will just have to do. 

“I’ve been waiting forever for you to choose me the way you choose him. I didn’t even think that was a thing, ___… Until you started choosing him.”

“What are you talking about?” you ask genuinely confused. Is he talking about Jin? Of course, he’s talking about Jin.. But what is he really trying to say?

“It’s like you choose him because you want to and it feels like you choose me because you’re used to it. Like you have to. And look, I get it. Love isn’t something I can say and expect you to believe. It’s something I have to show you over and over again because frankly, you’re so fucking dense. Just because you see me as the boy you grew up with doesn’t mean I’m not a man. I’m a man, ___. I’ll show you what I mean if you let me.”

You blink. 

Is he saying what you think he’s saying? ... Right now? 

Where is Jin? He should be back soon.. God, what should you do right now? Pull away? You don’t know! Maybe you should—

“Don’t do that,” Jungkook stops you. “Don’t move away. Not right now—just, please… Listen to me, ___ because I... I don’t know what I’m doing anymore if it’s not about you or for you.”

Your breath hitches. 

Then, Jungkook tugs you towards him again. 

“I’m confused,” you admit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. In my mind, I have chosen you every single day of our lives.”

“Don’t be with him,” he begs you. “Be with me.”

“I am with you—“

“___, I’m serious,” Jungkook warns.

“So am I,” you pout. You’re beginning to feel a little uneasy and he can tell. It makes him feel uneasy too, but honestly? Fuck it. “Jungkook, what the hell is this about? Are you oka—”

“Why are you so oblivious?”

“I am not!”

“I’m gonna say it,” he confesses, raising his tone.

“Say what—“

“I’m in love with you.”

You gulp. 

“Hobi said you had feelings for me before. When?” He asks nonchalantly. It scares you how casually he says it like he’s known it for so long it’s no longer surprising to him. Has he?

“What?” you try to play it cool. So many thoughts begin racing through your mind. This is a sick joke! How could he be playing with your emotions given the circumstances? Jungkook is unbelievable and so is Hoseok! “He’s a liar.”

“Look at that,” he points at your bottoms. You bow your head down and stare at your bottoms, again, confused as fuck. “Your pants are on fire.” Jungkook teases. 

You look up at him and gasp. “Just for that, I’m never telling you.”

“So you did have feelings for me,” he smirks, catching you red-handed. Before you open your mouth to protest, he beats you to it. “Doesn’t matter.. I’ll find out soon enough. Right now, the point is, you liked me.”

“So what?” you cross your arms, feeling a little threatened by his knowledge. 

“You liked me once, you can do it again.” You’re stunned. Your entire world goes silent as you stare into his eyes and he just smiles cheekily. You struggle to find the words—any words!

How could he just do this to you? Out of nowhere? Is this what he wanted to tell you in the garden? Everything is beginning to feel like never before. Maybe because you have never seen this side of Jungkook before. He’s smooth? He’s saying such outrageous things but yes. He has your fucking attention and now you’re... Nervous? Around him, nay, because of him? 

Are you fucking serious? 

“You’re insane,” you giggle. “You little prankster! Just saying random shit to get out of trouble with me—”

“I am insanely in love with you, you dense piece of shit.” 

“Hey!”

He blinks at you slowly, his mouth curving into a smile. “Hi.”

You’re choked. 

Has he always looked like this? Suddenly, you’re noticing things you haven’t paid attention to because you’re trying to avoid his eyes. 

Wow! Look at those tattoos. 

Woah! Cool blanket.

No way! Such a nice quality hospital gown.

“Look at me,” he protests. You listen and instantly you feel weak. You’ve never been nervous around him. Well, not in this way. It feels like the time when he mentioned you were his type—oh god. 

And the time he held you when you grieved over your grandmother. Oh, and the times after that when he’d make you pancakes and—

“I’m in love with you,” Jungkook repeats. “I have loved you for so long that I don’t remember a day when I didn’t.” 

“Take it back,” you spit. “Take everything you just told me back because—”

“Because you don’t love me back?” His suggestion sounds more.. Insistent. Could he be right? Could he be wrong?

“Because you’re lying.”

“Why would I lie about loving you?”

You don’t know.

You stay silent, unsure of how to answer him. Could you answer him? 

“I know you, ___. I know I can’t rush into loving you so I stood by your side all these years to get you to warm up to me. I have done everything I can to be everything for you but to be the man you love. Call me crazy, but I don’t think I’m reaching for something that’s impossible. I mean, it’s us, ___.” 

Fuck. 

“I’ve been yours for so long,” Jungkook admits. 

Say something!

You’re driving him crazy. You know it too.. Still, you keep your mouth shut and your his eyes search for answers in yours. Soon, he gives in. 

“Keep playing stupid if you want,” Jungkook proposes, hinting that he’ll back off for now. He shifts his position, making himself more comfortable. He then raises his hand and pats your head. You look up at him with the biggest eyes filled with wonder. Then, he tucks your hair behind your ears before cupping your face. Jungkook leans in and says, “but I’m done, ___. I need you to know and I need you to love me back.”

“Jungkook, I do love you—”

“___,” 

“No, seriously—”

“Shut up.” 

You’re just digging a deeper grave for yourself. He’s already getting embarrassed over this. He wasn’t even sure if he expected you to reciprocate or reply to his feelings.. He just needed to tell you. 

“Listen to me—”

“If you don’t shut up, I’ll do it,” he implies. “I’m serious.”

Do what? You’re beyond frustrated. Your blood pressure is probably through the roof right now. “I’m serious too! Jungkook, what if you’re feeling this way because—”

“I love you.”

“Jungkook—”

“I love you.”

You groan, “stop it! Jungkook, I’m serious.”

“So am I,” he urges. 

Frustrated, you pull away. “Jungkook—”

“Shut up.”

“Jungkook, you’re being mean,” you cry.

“Let me make it up to you then.”

And then it happens—everything stops. After such a hectic conversation, this was definitely a way to end it on a… Surprising note. You aren’t sure why or how but you shut your eyes and let it happen.

The world, in which you and Jungkook had made together, moves slowly as he leans in and kisses you for the first time.

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