Beep... Beep...

My bleary eyes flutter open to the sound of a mechanic beeping and shuffling of feet. A distinct and easily recognizable potent stench of disinfectant permeating the thin air around me. My heavy head is pounding relentlessly and my entire body is throbbing.

"I think he's waking up"
"Can you go get him, please? He's in the waiting room"
"Shh"
Hushed whispers spoke amongst each other as I woke, confused.
"Hey, Jimin? I'm glad you're finally awake," Jisoo greeted me with a soft smile as she leaned over the side of my bed.
"Where?" I croaked, still unaware of my surroundings. Taehyung stood up from one of the plastic seats in the corner,
"You're in a hospital, Chim," he spoke up.

Hospital? The traumatic memories of last night play back in my mind like a movie. Unknowingly, tears fall from my eyes as I grasp at the thick blue blanket covering my lap, attempting to stop my hands from shaking.
He never said he loved me....

"He's awake?" The light brown, wooden door slams open as a very exhausted and upset Min Yoongi burst in the room. His nervous and sleep deprived eyes immediately met mine. He rushed closely to my side, looking unsure of what to do or say.

"Are you okay?" he gingerly brushes my hair out of my face and hesitantly ghosts over the dark bruise on my cheek.
"I... I don't know," I responded, helplessly not knowing how to feel. A nurse jots down a few notes before leaving the room. Along with that, she also left a thoughtful silence. Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.
"You should be discharged soon," he assured me. With that said, he clenched and unclenches his fists as he returned to the waiting area. I'm so confused. Everything was such a blur.

"What happened?" I mumbled into the sleeve of the sweatshirt I'm wearing. Jisoo held my hand softly as she spoke in a light tone,
"Well.... After Yoongi drove you home yesterday after the meeting, he called and asked me to drop off your car because I was still at the modeling building where you left it. Taehyung was in the area and offered to let me hitch a ride back. He and I figured that you still had questions about the contract, job and everything; so Taehyung and I used a spare key to check in on you and try to help explain anything you needed clarification on" She paused, "That's when we heard screaming. Tae was just finishing a call with Yoongi, saying that we got there and were gonna talk with you. That's when he heard you crying" Taehyung and Jisoo glanced at each other.

"As soon as he did, he began to panic and immediately drove back. Jisoo and I ran up the stairs just before you lost consciousness," Taehyung's face turned to one of sorrow. "I- I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Jimin..."

I feel so.... numb. I don't feel sad or even upset, but I still can't completely comprehend what happened and how to react to it.

"When Yoongi showed up a few minutes later, he nearly beat the guy to death. It was terrifying. He's never acted like that before, for anyone or any reason. He's always so calm and collected, but seeing what happened, he snapped," she continued. He... He did what?

"Mr. Min actually did that to Jackson?"
"Yea, that Jackson guy is a few rooms over, I think. Not doing too well, either," Tae commented, "You guys must've really hit it off if Yoongi cares that much about you. Even if you've only known him for a day. He was scared half to death when he saw you passed out and was furious about it, too. I mean, hell, he wasn't even that protective or caring towards-" Jisoo elbowed Tae harshly in the ribs and send him an ice cold stare.

"Uhm. Do you already have a contract with him or something?" He asks with unmeasurable enthusiasm, wiggling around in excitement. Does he really care about me? Or the contract? I reminisce back to our conversation in his office. I need the job more than ever now.... I force my mouth into a smile, crinkling my eyes convincingly.

"Oh. Um, yeah. We have," I only half lie and act abashed at the confession, not a single drop of emotion left in my body. Jisoo looks confused while Taehyung's hopeful eyes practically glitter in amazement and pure happiness at the fact.

"Let me guess, you're a sub? Ooh! What are your pu-" Jisoo glares at him and his face solidifies.
"You know we're not supposed to talk about this in public. And that's absolutely none of your business. Could you be any less heartless in this situation?" she scolds.
"But we're in a room where no one can hear us," the male pouts. "So the contract's official?"

The door opens again and Taehyung purses his lips. There stood a very confused Yoongi. I hestiantly looked towards the man standing in the doorway,
"Yeah. I'll be signing the contract with Mr. Min," I affirm in a small voice, not looking away from him.

"Can I have a moment alone with Mr. Park?" The two beside me comply and stand outside. "You're going to sign the contract?" The CEO asked slightly astonished. "Are you sure? I'm not going to force you into anything. Especially after-"
"Yes. I want to. I need the money anyways," I interrupt. He nods, thinking.

"If it's money you need, you can just ask me. You don't need the contract or job. I have too much for my own good anyways. I won't even make you pay me back, I swear," he convinces me in a calm tone. I almost take him up on his offer, but it would be wrong to do that. He doesn't owe me anything at all and I'm not going to let him give me money without the labor.

"No. It's okay. I want to sign the contract, please" The brunette looks slightly disheartened at my words, but slowly nods his head in acknowledgment of my request.

"You're allowed to leave the hospital now. Shall I take you home?" The ravenette wonders.

"Home?" I gulp as my eyes brim with tears again, not wanting to return to that horrid scene. He quickly changed his question upon my discomfort.
"How about I take you somewhere else to spend the night?" Yoongi's face softens.
"Yes, please," I fiddle with my hands.