반박불가 [No Diggity] (Oneus)

IN THE HOSPITAL - SURGERY RECOVERY WARD

JEON JEONGGUK'S P.O.V.

Jimin and I had been talking for a couple of minutes when he slapped me, I looked at him only to see him gesturing for me to look down. When I did I saw blood seeping through the hospital gown. "Oh. Fuck." Jimin rolled his still glossy eyes and gestured for my arm again.

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[tell no one im here]

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[please]

I sighed, "Not even Dongmyeong?" His eyes widened in surprise, I guess he didn't know we still talk, he shook his head 'no' as his eyes teared up again. "Damn you and your puppy eyes! You know they always work on me. Can I tell Tae at least?" He nodded once, barely.

I stood up to go and he squeezed my arm then used sign language to tell me he loved me. "Love you too Jimin. You're safe with me, see ya soon." I could see the relief reflected in his eyes before he closed them. I pulled up the blankets before pulling the curtains closed quietly and managed to press the *Call Nurse* button near my bed. I couldn't make it back up onto the bed so I just sat on the floor and leaned against the bed with one hand on my wound.

I wondered what had happened to Jimin in the two years I hadn't seen him. I mean, we still texted and caught up on social media but he'd been heaps less active and I wasn't able to track the location on his phone. Thoughts buzzed through my mind as I heard footsteps rapidly approaching. The nurse opened the door and looked horrified they couldn't see me. "What?! Where did he go? Shit!" " 'M here," I mumbled and raised my hand enough the nurse could see it over the bed, though it had blood on it he looked relieved.

"There you are." I nodded groggily, I guess I was worn out from the five minutes I'd been awake. He lifted me back on the bed and got me settled, he lifted the bloodied top and rolled his eyes playfully. "You're a troublemaker then?" I aimed to smile, "Yeaah, I s'pose so. Not try'na be." I looked at him and decided to press my luck again. "Hey, nurse dude?" "Yes?" "What happened to the dude in that other bed?" I gestured vaguely to where the curtains were now closed. He frowned, "I'm not allo-" "I know him. He's my friend from high school, man. What happen'd to 'im?" I was slurring my words as if I was drunk.

I hear a sigh from the nurse, and a subtle few taps on the bed. "His name is Park Jimin. We went to BangTan Secondary and he's been here before. Now, I want to know what happen'd to my friend. Please." I asked and gave him the same big doe eyes that always worked on my brother and Tae. The nurse smiled a little. "I'll tell you only if you sit still while I fix you up. Deal?" I nodded eagerly.

"He was brought in about five hours after you did. He was found on a half finished worksite on Switchback Road or something and he presented as deceased on arrival but the doctors revived him. Your friend is pretty undernourished, the doctors think he's anorexic, and one of his lungs wasn't working properly. The doctors had to drain it and put him on oxygen to help him breathe for now, he also has a feeding tube to his stomach. He had a dislocated shoulder which they put back in and was suffering from mild hypothermia when he came in," the nurse patted my shoulder to get my attention and I looked at him with tears in my own eyes, "but he is expected to fully recover if he wakes up in the next 48 hours."

That put a knowing grin on my face and my eyes shifted to the curtain. I looked at the nurse and then at the curtain. "Really?" He nodded and I pulled him into a hug. "Thank you!" A thought occurred to me. "Who brought him in?" I ask curiously. "A tall red head, he's still here, um, Jong? Jiang? Something like that." "Jung?" I asked suspiciously, hoping it wasn't right. He looked relieved he'd got the name right, "Yeah, Jung Hos-" I slapped my hand on his mouth. "Do not say that name. Not around me and not around Jimin. Not ever in his hearing! That bastard caused enough pain in the first place. Don't give him Jimin's room number and don't tell him Jimin's awake either." The nurse raised his eyebrows in shock and pulled my hand from his mouth. "What?"

I slapped my head again, suddenly awake properly. "Shit! Nothing! You heard nothing. I didn't say anything! Jimin's not awake and listening to us right now, really." The nurse quickly pulled back the curtain to check and the patient was staring at him with tears in his eyes. "Hey!" I got the nurses attention again. "You have to keep this a secret. Jimin is under protection and until I can talk to his handler you can't say anything to anyone that he is here or awake. Please?" I struggled to sit up but the nurse came back over and pushed me down. "You have to stay lying down or you'll reopen your stitches."

"I'll do anything you want, I'll be a model patient and do everything you say, I'll do anything- but, PLEASE! You can't tell the person who brought him in ANYTHING. We'll all be in shit if they find out he's even here. Please don't say anything to anyone who doesn't have to know. Tell the guy Ji was transferred somewhere else or say he's dead or give him another name or.. or.. I don't know, just anything! I don't care! We have to protect my friend. PLEASE." I begged the blue haired nurse. I didn't care that I'm supposed to be a snobby rich prick, my friend and his safety was all that mattered.

The uniformed nurse looked tired at my explanation, rubbing his hands over his face. "I'll see what I can do. Do you want me to send your family in?" My eyes brightened, as did the chocolate orbs in the bed opposite me. "As long as that skanky Hoe doesn't come in with my brother and my boyfriend, I'm happy to have them here!! Can you pull the curtain shut though please? Nobody can know he's here, not even my brother."

"You owe me Kid. You better be a perfect patient your whole stay," the nurse chided, "and my name's Min Yoongi but call me Yoongi. I'll be your nurse during your relaxing stay in our luxury apartments here at Seoul General Hospital." I grinned at his sarcasm and grabbed his hand, "Thank you Min Yoongi, for being a good little human bean." His eyebrows creased for a minute. Then he got the joke. The corner of his lips curling up in a tiny smile he reached out and ruffled my hair. "You too kid. For looking out for your friend." He turned and looked at Jimin who motioned with fingers to his chin then moved them away [thank you in Australian sign language]. "Ji says 'thank you'."

"I know." The nurse replied, smiling, before he turned and walked out the door.