Took My Breath Away (1/1)

“Earth to Taehyung.” Taehyung was tired. He could also be lazy. He didn’t want to open his eyes but he knew it was time to really wake up. He felt a little stronger and his back wasn’t hurting so much anymore.  He didn’t even realize he fractured his rib until he was sent to the hospital. When he started to relax and admit that he had definitely over-exerted himself, that was when the pain was the worst, like someone suddenly jabbed his back with a knife. He knew he vomited on someone but he couldn’t tell who. Hopefully it was their manager because if it was one of his group members he would face hell for weeks.  Taehyung kept his eyes closed but couldn’t help but reply in all difficulty. “Houston, we have a… a problem.” Jimin let out a heartfelt laugh; he wasn’t expecting Taehyung to reply at all. Taehyung had been admitted to the hospital for four days and he only woke up a few times only to slip back into unconsciousness again. Jimin almost stood up from his seat beside Taehyung’s bed. “Yah… Wake up already.” “God” Taehyung groaned, knowing time for rest was over and he had to come back to the real world. He slowly opened his eyes. The light was blinding, it took him a while to adjust to the glaringly white room. Jimin patted Taehyung’s shoulder so very carefully like he was too afraid he might break him. “Are you okay? How are you feeling?” “Disappointed.” Taehyung raised an eyebrow, looking dead serious. “I thought when I wake up I might have some super power but no… nothing.” Jimin smiled at his best friend and pulled away. “You are crazy.” Taehyung turned his head slightly to the right side so he could see Jimin clearly. Jimin had his chin propped in one hand and he looked like he hadn’t taken a bath for a week. “Okay…This might be weird coming from me but Jimin, you look like shit.” Jimin ruffled his own hair and blew his bang. “Be nice. I’ve been here for two days straight.” “I slept most of the time. I wouldn’t even know if there’s anyone taking care of me.” Jimin gave him an incredulous look. “We don’t want you to wake up and see there’s no one waiting on you. You’ll bitch about it for ten years.” Taehyung laughed weakly because yeah, that was exactly what he would do. “You got me.” “Your mother was here.” “Good.” “She had to leave to take care of your brothers.” Taehyung let out a long sigh. “Did they come?” “Who? Your brothers?” “Yes.” “No. I don’t think they even know.” “That’s great. I don’t want them to worry.” “Your father was here too.” Taehyung faked a surprised face. “You mean to tell me there’s more than two people waiting on me while I was unconscious? At one time? I feel so honored.” Jimin slapped Taehyung’s shoulder without even hesitating now, not caring if he would really break Taehyung.  “More than that honestly. You kind of scared the shit out of everyone. Your mother dragged your whole family the doctor had to make them leave, my parents came too-“ “Your parents love me more.” Taehyung interjected. Jimin rolled his eyes to the back of his head. “Yeah , yeah.” “That’s it?” “The fans are still waiting outside. The security is super tight because of them.” “I mean, the hyungs? Maknae?” “Namjoon hyung and Yoongi hyung slept in the waiting room the first night you were admitted. They insisted and the manager just let them. Yoongi hyung blacked out we thought he was sick too, turned out he just slept the whole day through. Seokjin hyung and maknae stayed the second night.” “They didn’t have to.” Taehyung said, feeling guilty. He could only imagine how tired they were after the concert. His eyes widened as he remembered the concert. He knew the concert wasn’t even close to ending when he passed out. “What happened at the concert?” “You made a big scene back there.” Jimin said. “We had to stop for a while and we ended it after two, three songs  - I don’t know. The concert couldn’t continue without you.” “I know.” Taehyung nodded and slapped his own chest. “Too important…this Kim Taehyung.” “Is there like anything I can give you so you could go back to sleep?” Jimin pretended to look around for anything to shut Taehyung’s mouth because Taehyung’s ability to annoy him had no end. Taehyung laughed and pointed to the pain pump next to his bed. He recognized it from his first visit to the hospital after falling off stage few months back. “I think it’s the morphine.” Jimin glared at the pain pump. “It’s not. It’s you!” “Don’t be mean. I am sick.” Jimin rolled his eyes again. He couldn’t fight Taehyung when he was looking so weak. “How in the world were you able to not notice you hurt you back?” “My strong commitment and dedication to my work.” Taehyung grinned. Jimin wanted to frown but ended up smiling too because Taehyung’s smile was always infectious. “I haven’t left since yesterday.” Jimin said after he yawned and stretched both hands above his head. “I’ll make sure you win the best of best friend award this year.” “Thanks!" Taehyung’s smiled vanished when he realized someone was clearly missing in the list of people who were supposed to wait on him. “Hobi hyung?” “He came every day but he couldn’t stay. You know he doesn’t like hospital.” Jimin explained. “He looked even pale