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Jeon Jungkook POV

I love you. Her raspy voice rang through my ears, jangling my bones, reviving her husky, deep voice, and her mild lavender scent. Making me all toxic by tugging me back.

Bringing my hands to my face, I dabbed the cold sweat beads that pooled near my ears. My heartbeat was stable, I heard my heart's pulse, but it was imperceptive. The pause between each sound-induced fear inside me. I didn't want to die before I saw her one last time.

My hands quivered as I grabbed the steel bar near my bench. The blood that ran through me was cold enough for me to shiver, and a sudden chill pursued by a feeling of being wrapped around something made me startled.

Warmth filled the gaps between our bodies, but my heart was still frozen.

"Jungkook," the voice called as I struggled to open my eyes to look at them. The blurry picture that formed in front of my eyes raised my frustration and forbearance. Brown long coat, red short hair...

"Who...you?" I asked as confusion and dismay filled my soul. Tiredly, my eyelids refused to open again. Slowly everything existed into a muffle except for the peculiar whisperings that brushed my ears, diving deep into it, irritating yet calming to my sensations. Soothingly it rubbed against my cells as it wished, I love you

Change of setting-

Bright white lights shone as my eyes opened, light blue curtains, walls, and beds. I tried to get up by pressing my arms down on the soft bed when pain infuriated through my veins. As I looked down and saw my hands were given fluids via I.V.

What... I looked at the IV again as I tried to remember the happenings from before. My mind was blank until I heard her voice again, unclear incidents rampaged my vision as I saw her in her yellow dress with floral patterns. Her brown hair danced in the air as she tried to hold it in place.

"Kook!" I heard. The same husky voice of my sweetheart hit my ears as I looked away from my IV to meet her eyes again, brown hooked eyes with small lips and scarlet red hair tucked behind her ears. She felt foreign.

Her lips curved into a small smile as words sang over her lips, "Take enough rest, kook", a slight miss. She isn't her, she isn't my sweetheart, she can never be here.

Though everything looks the same, it can't delude me. All it takes is one look in her eyes to make me recognize her. Though she looks all like her, she isn't here. Maybe that's why I conversed with her.

"Hyun- Aw," I called out, recalling her name. "Hyun- Aw, what happened to me? Why am I here?"

"Kook, last night you lost consciousness, your pulse rate was deadly slow, and your body temperature reduced. I almost died out of fear!" she said as she came near the IV stand and looked at it.

"Just like this diluting water slipping into the tube, you felt like slipping out of my hands. Hence, I quickly brought you to the hospital where I worked, and I ran tests on you as your guardian... you are diagnosed with Bradycardia. Your abnormal pulse rate and your ailment aren't exactly that severe but you might need surgery soon by placing a pacemaker. As you weren't having enough sleep and the right food you are given fluids, don't worry I have made an appointment for you Kook, you have higher rates to live. You also had a guest. "

"Who?" I asked with my heavy breathing as I focused on her conversation.

"A lady, she briefly stood near you for 5 minutes and stared at you, then left by asking me to take good care of you! "

"She came! All this time I held on to my life to see her or at least feel her presence. Now my wish is fulfilled, so I no longer want to live anymore." I muttered as a feeling of contentment surged through me.

"Koo-"

"No, I have made up my mind," I cut her and said happily as tears wet my face, it was overwhelming... I wiped my tears happily. I am finally absolved...at least for a small percentage.

"Jungkook!" she yelled as she grabbed me by my collar, my eyebrows furrowed as I gave her a dazed look.

"She asked me to take care of you ALIVE. Not dead! How are you? What did you do to give up your life for her? Who is she? How can she be so merciless?" I cut her as I spoke with my sharp tongue.

"Don't talk about her like that. She is my sweetheart, she is my life, she was my mate..." my voice trailed to silence as I floated back to the past.

"I was also her life once...one day," I said as my lips trembled.

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