A/n: Let's do this.

Lisa's pov~

Drowning.

I felt like I was underwater, my senses dulled like a blunt knife, breathing shallow.

Slowly but eventually consciousness came back, I could hear better, though my ears still rang. My eyes wouldn't open.

Chaos. Panic all around me. I heard idols screaming, my members crying, fans in a frenzy.

But only one voice grounded my floating, half awake mind.

"Call an ambulance! Right now!", Jungkook screamed at someone, frantic and distraught.

Then hands around me, lifting me up. Familiar hands. His hands.

"Lisa!" I felt him brush my hair away from my face, hissing at what he saw. Probably blood.
Sheer panic laced his voice. "Baby, can you hear me!?"

In answer I tried to move my head a little, eyes still closed. Excruciating pain flared up from my left shoulder and I groaned.

He sighed in relief at my conscious state. "Oh doll, stay with me! I'm going to get you out of here."

Carefully, like I was actually a fragile doll made of china, he pulled me into his arms and stood up, carrying me out of the arena.

I heard Jennie, Rosé and Jisoo's emotional voices following behind. I could hear the managers too. No one dared to take me away from Jungkook.

He sounded close to losing it. "Talk to me, babydoll! I know you can hear me."

His arms tightened around me, clutching me to him like a lifeline. No one could have taken me from him if they tried.

"Are you...", I felt him bend down to hear me properly. "...okay?"

"Fucking hell! Lisa, baby, you're killing me." Was he crying?

I felt consciousness slipping away.

His alarmed commands brought me back. "We're almost there, doll. Keep talking. Stay awake!"

I groaned at the pain again. "Really...dizzy."

"I know, love.", he soothed in a soft voice and I felt his lips brushing my forehead. "You're going to be okay, I promise."

His body kept tensing against mine and his one hand rubbed my bare thigh frantically as he carried me.

Then I heard him growl under his breath in barely contained fury. "I'm going to kill whoever is responsible for this. I'm going to find the fucker who set up those fucking fire ducts and I'm going to pound them into the fucking ground."

Why does he care?

At last the cool outdoor air surrounded me and I immediately heard a stretcher and several people moving towards me.

Gently, Jungkook laid me down on it.

Any remaining strength sapped out of me as soon as my back hit the stretcher.

All I felt was blissful blackness.

Jungkook's pov~

Racing heartbeat. Beeps of the monitor. And flashes of memories.

I was stuck, so many emotions churning in my gut it felt like a landslide. Anger, sadness, worry, so much worry. And regret.

The screen monitoring her heartbeat beeped steadily and for all the world it felt like she was sleeping peacefully. Except for the huge white gauze covering her shoulder and numerous cuts on her beautiful face.

Earlier they'd tried to stop me from entering the ambulance along with her. I had punched the paramedic holding me back in the face and it was only because of my company's apologies they had refrained from filing a police report.

Then the hospital nurses wouldn't let me enter her room but the rest of Blackpink had been wise enough and told them to let me go in. Guess they knew I would have raised all kinds of hell if they didn't let me see Lisa.

I took her pale, limp hand in mine, searched her pulse and spoke as the reassuring beat thrummed beneath my fingers."What the hell were you thinking, doll? Why would you save me after everything I said and did?"

So much contrition, so many things I wanted to do over. Sighing I closed my eyes, images of her flashing in my mind.

How she had been nervous and scared in the elevator when we first met, but still put me in my place whenever I goaded her. How she'd smelled so sweet and enticed me like no one ever had. I had been so irritated at my lack of control when it came to her.

How she'd performed in a splint even though I knew she was in pain. Her cute speech afterwards. Looking back I realised my jealousy had begun when I'd seen other mens' reaction to her. Which made me threaten her to stay away from Jimin.

But she'd still selflessly helped me escape from those rabid fans. I should've kissed her then, at the restaurant when she was in my lap looking like an angel sent from heaven just to ruin me for anyone else.

As I pressed my lips to her wrist, a tear rolled down my cheek at seeing her chest rise and fall in shallow breaths even with the oxygen cannula they had put in her nostrils.

I just couldn't...I didn't want to see her like this.

I wanted to turn back time to when she was in the office at our dorm, pressed against me. Kiss her, worship her and make her mine instead of propositioning her for a sex-only relationship like the idiot I was.

Take her back to my place when I finally had her at that charity auction, instead of making her come in a public bathroom like she was just another cheap lay.

I should've protected her better. I let Mark assault her and later I let those morbid, bloodthirsty fans hurt her.

A derisive chuckle escaped me from the irony of it all. From the beginning she'd done a better job protecting me, than I had ever done protecting her.

At least I got to see and be the reason for her smiling, triumphant face when she thought she was beating me at every game at the arcade in Bangkok. Or the sheer awe when she saw the huge ballroom I had booked. Nothing had satisfied me more than the picture she made standing there against the lit up skyline.

I wanted that back. I wanted to see her smile again in shy gratitude whenever I gave her a small trinket or bought her a gift. I wanted to shower her with all the cameras, make up or unicorns in the world. See her eyes light up whenever I surprised her with her favourite food.

Inhaling deeply, faint traces of her unique lavender scent, dulled by the smell of disinfectants and hospitals, made me heady with wanting more.

Unbidden, the memory of her face when she comes beneath me flooded my mind. Her full lips open in a silent scream of pleasure and her eyes reflecting so much trust and want. I didn't know how I had ever thought I could survive without seeing that face again.

Oh yes I was an idiot. She could break up with me all she wanted but I was never leaving her side again, wether she wanted me or not.

Wether she still loved me or not.

I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't.

But no matter. By now she was well aware what a selfish and singular creature I was. I knew I would have eventually wound up on my knees begging her to take me back anyway.

But she had almost killed me today. Yes, killed me by saving me and putting herself in danger.

I could still vividly picture her lying there, unconscious and covered in blood. For a second my heart had seized in my chest, like it was not willing to work anymore. My whole universe had crashed around me, my vision tunnelling till I could see nothing but her. I had lurched to my feet, only knowing that I had to get to her.

Funny how you get your senses knocked back into you when the one you love is in danger. Any petty anger or hurt I had harboured had evaporated, seeming so minuscule and stupid at the prospect of losing her.

"Open your eyes, love.", I spoke to her now, willing her to come back to me. I peppered kisses along the inside of her wrist, not bothering to wipe my tears. "I didn't deserve you saving me. I don't deserve you, doll."

"No you don't."

The quiet voice behind me didn't surprise me. Rosé, Jisoo and Jennie had been in and out the hospital room ever since Lisa was brought here. Taking turns watching over her.

They didn't ask me to leave though. Not that they could've budged me from Lisa's side even if they tried.

It was Rosé's turn apparently.

"I know.", I replied, not bothering to take my eyes off Lisa.

"No you don't know."

A second passed and I didn't say anything. I heard her slowly make her way to the other side of the bed.

I looked up at her as she took Lisa's other hand. She had been crying.

"She didn't break up with you willingly."

Rosé spoke quietly but my heart was anything but.

"I don't understand.", I asked, confused.

She gave me a searching look and I knew she was assessing my sincerity. Satisfied with what she found, she gave me a small smile. "She loves you too much. How could you ever think she would break your heart without a reason?"

For a brief second I remembered the time I had patched her up after she'd been mobbed. I had placed her hand on my heart. "...I trust you. Just as you trusted me."

A feeling of dread settled deep in my gut.

"Tzuyu made her do it. She threatened to press charges of assault and harassment against you if Lisa didn't do as she said. She had a media statement written up, with pictures and everything."

My jaw clenched as seething fury clouded my vision with red. Fingers curled and uncurled as I tried to gain control over my rage.

The prospect of hitting a female had never ever crossed my mind before. But now Tzuyu made me question my morals ten times over.

"Don't do something stupid.", Rosé warned, seeing the look on my face.

I chuckled, and even I could hear the absolute dangerous and evil tint to it. "Oh don't worry."

My eyes narrowed at Lisa's bandaged shoulder. "I'm just going to do what I should have done a long time ago."

I took out my phone.

Tzuyu was going to regret ever being born.

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Are you guys ready for over-protective, over-possessive, worships-the-ground-lisa-walks-on Jungkook???

I certainly am.