"Sit down," Taehyung directed me towards the couch. Cautiously and suspiciously, I sit down and soon, Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok, and Yoongi join us. 

With a smile, Taehyung turns the light on and Jimin was standing in the middle of the room that gave off cold vibes. He slowly lifted his head and gazed into my eyes. 

It looked as if he was pleading with his eyes, yet nothing came from his mouth. "What are you doing?" I ask Taehyung with my eyebrows knitted together. 

"Removing an obstacle," he flashes me a beam before pressing a button. Rumbling noises filled the room as we all focus on Jimin. Water started rushing through the drains on either side of Jimin, filling the room he was in. 

"No!" I scream as I rush up to the glass wall, tears filling up to the brim of my eyes, "Taehyung! Please! Stop this!" 

With a smug look resting on his face, he replies, "Sorry, I can't do that. You chose my side, remember? So I'm just helping you realize how lucky you are to be on my side." 

The water rose over Jimin's head as he struggled to breathe. I close my eyes, gathering all my emotions together, stomping over to Taehyung, grabbing the knife he had hanging around his waist, I push the blade into his lower abdomen. 

He groaned in pain as the blood came gushing out, falling to the ground. I take the remote out of his hand and press the red button. 

The water stopped flowing and started disappearing into the drains that were on the floor. I opened the door and rushed over to Jimin, resting his head in my lap. His eyes were barely open as he mumbled, "Why did you leave me? Why did you leave when I needed you the most?" 

"Call the ambulance," I say to the others. Jin immediately dialed the number in his phone, telling the person on the other end what the emergency is and the address. 

Namjoon picked up the knife with a handkerchief, wiping the handle free of any fingerprints. He looked at me, "We don't want you getting involved with the police." 

I slightly smile at him, the tears blurring my vision for a moment. After a few moments, we hear the faint sounds of the siren growing closer. 

Then, the officers burst through the door, bringing in two stretchers, putting Taehyung on one, and Jimin on the other. 

We rush outside, Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, and Hoseok climbing into their car as I climb into the ambulance Jimin was in. 

The vehicle starts moving as they check his pulse. 

"I can't feel his pulse," one of the boy nurses widens his eyes. I hold Jimin's hands that were as cold as ice, sobbing as they perform CPR on him. 

In no time, we arrive at the hospital and they push his stretcher out, running inside the building and into an operation room. 

I collapse onto one of the seats, tears slowly falling down my cheek. A few other nurses and doctors crowded around a stretcher, moving into the operation room next to Jimin. 

The person on the stretcher was Taehyung. 

Not long after, Namjoon, Hoseok, Yoongi, and Jin arrive, pulling me into a hug, comforting me and saying that everything was going to be okay. 

. . .

They moved Jimin and Taehyung into normal rooms, saying that they both were out of danger now. 

I stop in front of Jimin's door, hesitating to go inside. I sigh as I turn around and walk into Taehyung's room. 

He was wide awake. He stared at me as I dragged a chair next to his bed. 

"Why are you here?" He spat coldly, "Shouldn't you be with Jimin?" 

I sigh, "I decided to come and sort things out with you. It was our plan all along, Namjoon, the others and I. We joined your side to try and get Jimin out. Taehyung, please, don't be angry at any of them. They're all your friends, and they've always wanted the best for you." 

"Then, why didn't they support me?" He questioned, tears forming in his eyes. 

"Because you chose the wrong path. They all were trying to help you all along, directing you to the right path. You were filled with revenge and greed, that's why you couldn't see them. Tae, they love you. They loved you back then, they love you now, and they will continue to love you forever. They just want their friend back, the one who cares about them and loves them." 

I stand up, walking towards the door, "It's not too late to apologize and make up with them." With that, I walk out and into Jimin's room. 

I drag a chair next to his bed and gaze at him sleeping silently. I bring my hand up to his face and slowly caress his cheek. Just then, his eyes open and land on me. 

He shoves my hand away, staring at me furiously, "What are you doing here? Who said you can come in?" 

"Jimin, I-" 

He cuts me off, "Stop, I don't want to hear my name coming out of your mouth. Just leave. I don't want to see you again." Swallowing the lump forming in my throat, I slowly walk out of the room. 

"Y/N!" I hear Yoongi calling for me, but I ignore him. Climbing up the stairs, I go to the rooftop and sit on one of the benches that were there. 

(Yoongi's POV)

"Y/N!" I call after her as I see her walking out from Jimin's room, looking blank with a few tears falling from her eyes. 

With my eyebrows knitted, I walk into his room and see him sitting up on the bed, spacing out as a tear dropped down his cheek. "Jimin," I say softly. 

He snaps out of his thoughts, wiping the tear away and plastering a fake smile on his face, "Yoongi hyung." 

"What's wrong?" I ask, sitting down on the chair that was beside his bed. "Nothing, everything's totally fine," he lies. 

"You're lying. I saw Y/N walk out with tears in her eyes," I lift my eyebrows up as he looks down. "Hyung... s-she betrayed me. She supports Taehyung... not me," he silently sobs. 

"Who said so?" I question. 

"I saw it with my own eyes. He asked her to choose a side, and she went to him," he clarifies. 

"Jimin, that was all part of our plan. In order to save you from Tae, she had to do that. I know her too well now. She would never think of hurting you, let alone betray you. Jimin, she loves you so much. She protested going to Tae's side when we were making the plan. After a lot of effort, she half-heartedly agreed. She planned to give you a surprise once we saved you. But, you didn't give her the chance, so I'll tell you now. Jimin..." I sigh deeply, "You're going to be a Dad. Y/N's pregnant." 

Jimin's eyes widen, "What?!" 

"You're going to be a father," I repeat. 

"Where is she?" 

"I saw her walking towards the staircase. Maybe she's heading up to the rooftop," I say. 

"She definitely is," he quickly gets out of the bed. 

"What do you mean? Why are you moving so quickly? Is she going to commit suicide?" I fire questions at him. 

He slightly chuckles, "No, she's not going to commit suicide. The rooftop was her favorite spot back in high school. It was the only place she could pour out her emotions." 

He rushes out the door and towards the staircase. 

Jimin has to get her back, no matter what. 

I can't bear to see any of them in pain anymore. 

When will I get a wife?

. . .

(Jimin's POV)

As I reach the rooftop, I open the door, stopping in my tracks as I spot her sitting on one of the benches with tears slowly flowing down her cheeks. 

I walk closer and she looks up. 

Her eyes widen as she stands up and walks closer to me, "Jimin, what are you doing up? You should be in bed, rest-" 

I cut her off by placing my lips against hers in a soft kiss. 

After a while, I pull away, resting my forehead against hers as my hands cup her face, "I'm sorry, Y/N. I really am. I never knew that it was all a plan. I actually thought you didn't love me, and you really left me. I'm sorry, I-I said those things because my anger had the best of me. I love you, Y/N. I love you so much. I never liked the thought of losing you, and I don't want that thought to come true. Please, forgive me." 

I start sobbing. 

Y/N pulls away and wipes my tears, "I forgive you. Please, stop crying. I hate seeing you like this." I bend down, towards Y/N's stomach. 

Touching it, I start talking, "Hello, baby. It's your Dad. I can't wait to play with you. I hope the next 9 months pass quickly so I get to see you sooner." 

I softly kiss the surface of her stomach, standing up and then wrapping my arms around Y/N's waist, kissing her. 

I pull away as I hear someone calling my name, "Jimin?" I look towards the entrance of the rooftop and see Taehyung standing there. 

I was about to go and give him a piece of my mind when Y/N stopped me, "Jimin, sort things out with him. He needs you and the rest of his friends right now." 

With that, she sat down on a bench that was farther away from us, giving us the privacy we needed. 

"Jimin," he spoke up first, "I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry. I never realized how much pain I was causing you until Y/N stabbed me, and talked things out with me in the hospital room." 

A tear fell from his eye, "You're the best friend that only lucky people ever get, and unlucky people ask for. And now, I'm asking for forgiveness. Please, Jimin, forgive me." 

I smile as I hug him, "It's okay. If Y/N trusts you and already talked things out with you, I forgive you." 

I could feel Tae smile as he hugged me back. 

"Group hug everybody!" I hear Jin hyung yell as Namjoon hyung, Yoongi hyung, Hoseok hyung, and he hug us all. 

"Y/N, come," Hoseok gestures for her to come as she rushes over, "Be careful with this one, everybody. She's pregnant." 

With that, we all hug each other. 

I smile at the thought of everyone I love back together.

. . .

A/N: Hello, my beautiful stars. I dedicated a lot of time for this chapter, and I guess it's the longest chapter I have written in the series with 1803 words. Anyways, I hope you guys love the new fandom name, and this chapter. So, some good news, this is not the end of the book. There is one more chapter left. Click the blank star at the bottom to make it gold, leave comments below if you found any mistakes, and share with your friends if you love this story.

-Hye Jung