Hold On - Chord Overstreet

It feels so strange being here again, but Jeongguk is suddenly spiked with such a mass adrenaline of anxiety as he looks up at the large building.

He nearly had to take a step back by how intimidating it looked, remembering the harsh memories of coming to this same hospital when his parents died.

This place brings nothing but nightmares.

This better be some joke.

Please..... Please let it be a joke.

So with a nervous gulp, Jeongguk steps forward, shivering to the many people in wheel chairs guided by nurses or being held up by crutches as they wince to the pain. His stomach began to coil and his chest burned as he steps through the slide open doors, immediately slammed with the scent of rubbing alcohol and coffee from the café just down the side of the building.

He can do this.

He just has to go up the front desk, ask for Ten.

If she says there's no one with that name here than that means it was a joke, then they will pop out of no where and have a good laugh. Maybe Jeongguk would even laugh too just because Ten is laughing, happy to see him he's actually okay.

But that never happened.

When Jeongguk stepped up front with a quivering voice and shakily hands to the receptionist, asking for the name he memorized by heart, to his uttermost heartache Ten is here.

And he's far from okay.

But thankfully able to receive visitors.

"Jeongguk?"

Ah shit.

Jeongguk really hoped to not have bumped into anyone here.

So with a shakily exhale, he turns around to greet who it could be.

Yoongi is standing there, swallowed by a large black hoodie that no doubt is Johnny's, looking so sullen than anything Jeongguk has seen him.

From his enhanced pale skin, dark bruises under his eyes and unkept hair; Yoongi was living through a nightmare. His small body is trembling, probably from the trauma to what he saw or is going through.

He's so.... Fragile.

So unlike the man Jeongguk has seen around campus.

Jeongguk wanted to be tough and not make it as a big deal that he was here, but seeing Yoongi like this just broke that pride and his shoulders slumped.

That's when Yoongi suddenly steps over to him, arms stretched out and wraps them around Jeongguk's torso, burying his face against his neck as he squeezes him in an embrace.

Oh..... That was unexpected....

Grateful.....

He's grateful that Jeongguk is here, that much is obvious by how wholesome he squeezed Jeongguk into a hug as though he was finally clinging onto hope.

Poor thing...

"You came," Yoongi breathed heavily in relief, slowly pulling away with a shakily smile, "Finally one of you believed us."

That broke Jeongguk a little string in his head inside, but he wasn't going to give in yet.

Just.... Not yet.

This could all be part of it, so much for Jeongguk's denial speaking through to cower over his conscious.

Yoongi takes his hand, "You're here to see Ten right? Here, I'll take you to him," And with that Yoongi led down pathway down a long hallway past the receptionist desk, passing through many doors and patients along the way.

Please let this not be real.

Please let it be a joke.

Jeongguk frowns heavily as that little hope dwindles farther down, depleting painful when they suddenly stop in front of a wooden door.

This is it.

This is where it all unfolds.

The truth.

"I'll come back when your time is up, since most likely Woosung will come later to see him," Jeongguk snaps his head up to the name, meanwhile Yoongi only smiles softly and pats Jeongguk's arm, "Im just glad you're here right now."

And with that, Yoongi left, giving Jeongguk his privacy and decision whether to go inside or not.

This can't be real.

Ten is okay.

He will always be okay!

The doubting words in Jeongguk's head was like a raging battle field, knowing a side won't win unless he opens that door and sees the truth for himself.

So pushing his anxiety back, Jeongguk grew gut and turned the door knob and creaks the door open.

Immediately Jeongguk lost his balance.

He had to grip onto the door to sustain himself from the sight he saw on the bed, feeling a whistle pitch breathing escape his parted lips with his entire body going into complete mental breakdown that it felt like he didn't have control over it anymore

Oh no....

No....

N-No.

The smaller male is laid on the bed, attached by so many tubes and a heart monitor beside him. There's this weird machine that's copying his breathing, almost robotic, that it began to not even sound like Ten's breathing anymore.

And his face..... His face is bruised up with a cut from the middle of his forehead to down his eyebrow, almost like a slash. One of his arms is bandaged up while the other is only coated in a few cuts.

And his neck..... He has a brace keeping him in place.

There's so much going on right now that Jeongguk couldn't even process the fact that this is Ten in front of him right now, all hurt and completely beaten up from the impact of his fall

Ten....

No.... This can't be happening.

Jeongguk places a hand on his chest, trying to practice his breathing to stop the panic from clogging up his body into a lock. He couldn't even move, only stares at the once carefree and beautiful male now so close to appearing so lifeless.

"Ten," Jeongguk whispers, the scratch in his throat growing so unbearable to the pain that it was hard to swallow.

This can't be happening.

This can't be real.

Please this can't be real.

Feeding off his impulse, Jeongguk closes the door behind him and rushes to Ten's side but collapses on the bed when his legs began to give up.

And he screeches.

A horrible and aching screech when his face hovered over Ten's small chest, still taking in his scent despite the layer of hospital clothes and gauze over him.

He still smells like himself.

His sweet self.

"H-How did this happen? Hm?" Jeongguk quivers between breathless gasps, vision now blurring by the burn in his eyes, "Y-You said you knew how to bike, that you did it for years and you would be careful- Goddamit Ten!"

Jeongguk's voice is close to a weak child's sob, feeling himself like he's going back to that day when his own parents passed in front of his eyes. In this similar state.

No, Ten isn't leaving him.

He's not leaving him!

"Okay okay, I-I got an idea, yeah?" Jeongguk breathes with a forced pained smile, wiping the tears that are trying to bleed down his cheeks with his hands before sitting on the chair beside the bed, "W-When you wake up, how about I-I treat you with something? Yeah? Remember that song you helped me make? It's finished! I'll sing it at the next gig but of course, you have to be there to hear the results, right?"

As expected Ten didn't move, and Jeongguk knew better than to expect him to just suddenly sprout awake just like that.

It hurts okay?

It hurts seeing someone Jeongguk has cared for since the second they met like this.

The worst part is not knowing if he's even going to wake up at all.

And that thought broke Jeongguk to pieces.

He gently takes Ten's hand in his, interlacing their finger together and leans forward to kiss his knuckles, his frown twitching as he felt Ten's cold skin against his lips.

"Come on Ten, you have to keep fighting," He whispers in a pained quiver, looking over to the man's unconscious state, "I..... I need you... I need you to get pissed at me whenever I piss you off or tell me to calm down when I get out of line."

Jeongguk's voice grows more hysterical and weaker to the moments flashing in his head, reaching a higher pitch that followed with a sob that he tried so desperately to hold in.

He closes his teary eyes and lays his cheek against Ten's hand, "I need you to tell me stories so I won't feel like a monster anymore and go on rides with me as we race down the freeway- I need you Ten, I need you."

Unable to hold it in anymore Jeongguk begins to cry.

He cries with lips parted and shakily lips, teary eyes and runny nose, so much that he felt his own skin grow hot by how overwhelmed he feels right now.

Fuck, he can't lose him.

This whole time he was here, while his boyfriends thought this was a joke, Ten was here in this coma like state and Jeongguk wasn't here once until now.

So pathetic.

But if they find out that it's real......

Taehyung is going to be so devastated.

Jeongguk frowns as he holds Ten's delicate hand tighter, letting his lips caress over the skin of his knuckles gently to feel how soft his skin is.

To feel how cold it's growing to be.

And Jeongguk's heart began to ache even more, knowing well what that means.

"I..... I did love you," Jeongguk whispers, staring faintly to his face, "I just didn't think you did too but looking back to it..... You're never one with words..... You showed it, didn't you?"

He did, he showed it every time they were together.

And Jeongguk was too blind to notice it.

But not anymore.

Even though it's a little too late.

"I love you Ten," Jeongguk whimpers against his palm, letting the tears run down from his cheeks to Ten's hand interlaced with his, "I hope you can forgive me."

And suddenly, something happened.

Something..... Not good.

Ten's chest began picking up speed and the heart monitor also started beeping at an insane velocity, bringing back Jeongguk's childhood trauma when the nurses and doctors suddenly stormed inside.

"Sir you need to lea-"

Ten's heart monitor flatlined.

Oh no.

"Ten," Jeongguk gasps as a male nurse tugs him up by the arm, seeing doctors immediately swarm around him. Anxiously Jeongguk's eyes darts from the flat heart monitor and Ten's body, hysteria reaching its max.

And he screams, loud.

"TEN! WAKE UP! I KNOW YOU'RE NOT DEAD!" Jeongguk scratchy and horrified voice shatters the room as he's dragged outside while he was in the midst of kicking anyone who tries to touch him, "PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! I NEED GOU PLEASE DON'T GO!"

When the door to his room slammed close, Jeongguk immediately threw himself against it while trying to open it and banging his fists against it. Uncontrollable sobs and shrieks comes out his lips in his breakdown, seeing how the doctors tries to jumpstart his heart.

"PLEASE..... P-Please..... Wake up," Jeongguk weakly sobs, leaning his whole weight against the door but felt arms suddenly hold him from collapsing to the ground, "I-I need you, please."

The high of his tantrum slowly dies, making him feel so drained of emotions that he began to feel as though he was going to fall unconscious.

He didn't want to.

Ten.... He needs Ten-

"It's okay Bambi, I got you."

Bambi.....

Hearing that familiar soothing voice was all it took for Jeongguk to let himself fall into unconsciousness

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A/N:
I felt a lot of emotions that was being portrayed here and my heart ached

Being in a situation like that is so hard, it really destroys your mental and emotional state for a moment.

Let's see what happens!

By the way it's a little late so I'm sorry if my writing is horrible 😭😭

I PURPLE YOU! <333