A left, another left, a right, and then a left. Or was it
left, right, left, left?
Jungkook doesn’t have time to worry about that as he races
down the hall, each tick of the clocks in the hospital, each quickening beat of
his heart feeling like it might be the last. Like it might be too late.
Room two twenty-four,
two twenty-five… screw it.
Jungkook bursts through the door a millisecond before he
could process that it was indeed the correct number, but is given confirmation
by the figure seemingly drowning beneath the white sheets.
He was pale. An IV drip attached to one arm. There were a few
patches of faint yellow from the bruising. But amidst the faint beeping in the
background and the smell of disinfectants much too strong, he was still the
same Jimin that Jungkook had always known.
“Jimin—” Jungkook cuts himself off, part of him
afraid that he’d regret whatever tumbled out of his mouth in such a distraught
state, and the other part of him not even knowing what to say.
Jimin, I’m so
sorry…please don’t hate me.
Jungkook keeps his head bowed, avoiding the look of hatred
that he expected from his husband.
But as he looks up and sees that strangely empty look in
Jimin’s eyes, he knows that something isn’t quite right.
“Jimin? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” A pause that feels much too
long. “Sorry, um, could you tell me who you are?” he asks, eyebrows
furrowed and lips curling down into a frown. “Were you someone important
some people are so ewan, nandidiri sila every time they hear words like “pekpek”, “titi”, “kantutan”, etc. like wtf guys? i know it’s too balbal (vulgar) but can you not. it’s fucking normal except for your brain who can’t comprehend such words. well maybe because we have different stance regarding that matter or it is because of your own beliefs. and trust me, i respect that. just don’t be a hypocrite, it makes me cringe, a lot. yes, it may sound so cliché but practice what you preach and stop acting like you have a glorified soul. y’all are so funny and pathetic. ciao.
A masquerade. Sabra had been surprised at the announcement of it, having expected a feast in the Great Hall or something along those lines. The idea of something so enchanting, however, was enough to excite even her, though moments later she realized she didn’t exactly have an outfit that screamed masquerade. She could imagine some of the wealthier students dressing extravagantly, and she had some money from working to get a dress, but still… “I doubt I’ll have anything to wear, or at least nothing extraordinarily fancy. Is that a bad thing?”
You know, when you first started at Hogwarts, I had a bit of a condescending attitude towards you all, and to be fair, it was just my own prejudice. It was nothing that you guys had done or not done, cause frankly, I hadn’t seen you in action. And I have to say, your teamwork, your unwavering support, your camaraderie… three things I hate. The fact remains, you guys are the most misguided, insubordinate students that I have ever taught in my career.