---JUNGKOOK'S POV---

A week or so later, both of us were discharged. Hoseok was heartbroken because he had been told not to dance until his rib and lung were fully healed, and he loved dancing. I was heartbroken because Hoseok had figured out my allergy, and now used it to his advantage whenever he could. 

We seemed to have become closer in the short time we had spent together, and we often hung out together at the park after school whilst Y/N caught the bus with Jimin, Tae and the others.

We talked about Y/N a lot, but never got in any arguments about her. 

One day, we were walking in the park eating ice cream. Well... I was eating ice cream. 

Hoseok was still on his hospital diet...

I offered him some, but he turned it down so i decided to play a little trick of my own...

"Look over there!" I said, pointing towards the lake. 

He turned his head to look and i positioned the ice cream by his cheek.

"I don't see any-"

He turned his head to look back at me and got the sticky vanilla cream all over his cheek and lips. 

I laughed until my stomach hurt as he tried to wipe it off, but it dried onto his face like wall plaster, and he would need a shower to get it off. 

We ran around as he tried to wipe some on me.

He kept glaring playfully at me until we had to split ways and head home. 

Just then, i realised my phone was off. 

I turned it on and i got hundreds of missed calls and texts from Y/N

Y/N: Jungkook - please help me! Mom is sick!

Y/N: Why aren't you answering?

Y/N: Please come home Jungkook!

Y/N: I'm scared Jungkook! Please answer!

When I got back to the house, i noticed the curtains were all closed. I ran in and went up to Y/N's mother's room.

It was dark inside, and Y/N was sat beside her mom, who was asleep in bed. She was holding a wet towel and there was a bucket of ice water beside her. She had obviously been trying to treat her mother's fever.

She noticed me standing in the doorway and smiled sleepily.

"Hey Jungkook." She mumbled - clearly half asleep.

"Y/N...is your mom ok?" I asked. 

"Yeah... she had a migraine and a burning fever but the fever is going down now." She explained, putting the towel on her mother's forehead again.

"Let me do that." I smiled, walking forward. 

I sat on a stool opposite Y/N and took the towel from her hands. For just a single moment, our fingers brushed against each other's and i felt sparks zip through my hand. 

I was still shy around Y/N even now...

As I helped her mother, Y/N gradually drifted off to sleep on the bedcovers, so i put the towel down a second to see to her. 

I gently lifted her up bridal-style, so she stayed in a deep sleep, and carried her to her room, laying her down carefully on her bed. I pulled the sheets over her and smiled, bending over to kiss her forehead like she had done for me at the hospital. 

I brushed a strand of soft, brown hair from her face, then pulled back...

This wasn't right. 

I'd made a promise to myself to never hurt Hoseok again... 

I stood up and left the room before i did something i would probably regret later. 

I made sure her mother was comfortable before going to my own room, where i found my phone. 

I went onto the "Photos" app and smiled as i scrolled through a few of the boys and Y/N. There were some pictures of when we messed around at school during lunch; there were some pictures of us playing football and having fun, and there were pictures of Y/N on her own, smiling like there was nothing bad in her world.

How lucky I was to have people like these to call my friends. 

I'm so glad my father didn't succeed in keeping me prisoner. 

Just then, the throbbing in my chest returned. 

It was agonising, spreading up through both my lungs and around my heart

I hadn't told Hoseok, but I had felt terrible all day. Usually, the pain in my ribs would fade away, but ever since we ran around in the park, it had been throbbing.

I managed to find my specialised inhaler, and took many breaths with it, letting the painkillers activate in my bloodstream. 

The pain gradually faded away, but i knew it wouldn't be long before it came back. 

I was glad Y/N was not awake to hear my pained breathing, or the agonised groans when the pain got really bad. I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I didn't want to worry Y/N or her mother, so I decided to just go to the hospital the next day on my own. 

I wish I hadn't gone.

Maybe if i had just learned to live with it and not gone to the doctors, I wouldn't have had to worry or think about the cancer that was overtaking my lungs.  

I almost ended up falling into that horrible downwards spiral again...

In the end, I just couldn't hold up any more. 

---Y/N'S POV---

About a week later, my Mom was well again, so i didn't have to worry, though i was often woken up at 3AM by the sound of her coughing.

One night, I decided to take her a cup of water, as it seemed to go on for a long time, but when I got to her room, she was sound asleep.

It was then I realised...

It wasn't Mom at all...

I walked quietly to Jungkook's room, and opened the door to see him sat up against his bed. His lips were pale and he was coughing almost non stop.

I held the glass of water up to his lips and tipped his head back to help him swallow it, but it didn't really help.

I hadn't realised he was this bad... how could I have not noticed how ill he was?

I helped him up and laid him down in bed, pulling the covers up to his shoulders. All I could to was keep giving him water and helping him to swallow it. He would have said thank you, but every time he went to speak, his voice was replaced by yet another fit of coughing. 

Eventually, he fell asleep from exhaustion, but I stayed by his side in case he woke up. I accidentally fell asleep too, with my head resting on the covers and my hand holding his gently, just like how they do in cheesy K-dramas. 

Just then, I was awoken by a beeping - his text alert.

I picked up his phone and clicked on the message, feeling nosy. Who would text him this late?

SUICIDE HELPLINE: We are sorry we couldn't take your call tonight. Please remember that everyone who loves you is there to help you, and that you are worth it. There are so many other ways out, so just take your time and ask your close friends to help you look for them. You are a wonderful person, and if you do not think that is true, just ask anyone you are close to. Keep fighting Jeon Jungkook. <3

I gasped softly and was about to put down the phone when it was snatched from my hands.

"Y...You can go now." He said flatly, not looking at me.

"b...But Jungkook..." I whispered, still shocked about what I'd seen.

"Leave me." He ordered.

I nodded and left quietly, begging that he really was okay.  

Why did he get that text? He had never even mentioned anything to me...

He always seemed so happy and ready to take on the world...

I guess that was just a façade... 

Please Keep fighting Jeon Jungkook...