I don't like the way it's getting a lil angsty here guys. I don't like angst stories AT ALL

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"Honey? Are you okay?" I automatically shake my head with a negative response. I refuse any physical contact and distance myself from everyone, that was until a silhouette running warily in the corridor of the hospital. Dad.....

"Sweetie pie? Jimin-" I don't let him say another word as I hug him tightly. He had tears already cascading down his face for his beloved son, and I felt the droplets falling on my head from his chin.

"Shush, sweetie.....We heard it from Yoona already. You're such a brave girl Y/n baby. You're so, so brave" the sweet scent of my mother engulfed me. Both my parents hugged me and it felt so calm at the moment. It was like an escape from the harsh reality.

After nearly an hour later, the head doctor walks out of the hospital room quite gloomy for my liking.

"Doctor.....my brother...." I say in a small voice. He acknowledges me as the inpatient's sister and turns his body towards our family, assuming as one.

"His body had undergone severe stress under the electrical influence, sir. He developed a trauma, which shouldn't be a major issue 'cause it can be cured with proper care. But...."

"But....?"

"He had dehydrated completely. We're trying our best to rejoice his skin with fluids, and it might take time since his body had literally undergone a shock. He's a very delicate patient now. I suggest only one may enter the ward in every five hours and only for ten minutes. He needs as much as rest as possible" the doctor explains. I immediately pipe out with a query.

"Is it possible if we visit now, doctor?" I ask carefully, wanting the answer to be somewhat positive.

The doctor merely nods his head, and I sprint towards the door, but stop myself since he should get rest. I put on the face mask and visitor's coat in a hurry. He was awake.

I gasp when I look at his state. The doctor said he was dehydrated, and I thought it wouldn't look too gore. But this.....Jimin.....I don't know what to say anymore.

His plump, chubby body looked like he was drained out of blood itself. There are a total of three vials with water and glucose which go into his mouth and wrist. The sight so painful in itself to look at.

His cheeks went hollow and his eyes were strained, he had a difficult time to open his once bright eyes. I immediately clutch his once plump hands, feeling how wiggly the skin had become and the only thing I felt were his bones.

"Y/n....." he utters painfully. I scrunch my nose as I let the tears fall, once again. I bent down to kiss his hand encouragingly. My hands slowly caress his dark brown hair and he slowly purrs.

"What did she do to you oppa...." I say and kiss his forehead dearly, my lips on his skin a little longer than usual.

"Ma'am, it's time" the nurse disrupts us, a little rudely.

"O-okay..." I say. One last look at my brother who had already drifted off into slumber, I leave him be. I wear my heart on my sleeves and get out of the room much sad than before.

"H-how is he?" Taehyung was the first to ask me. I can see how he's so worried about his best friend.

"He doesn't look so good Tae. I- can we stop here?" I say with as much distress as possible. He seems to understand and backs away.

"Kids...we need to go home." My dad announces, holding my crying mother in his arms.

The others, including me start to walk away.

"Tae?" Yoona's voice says and I look back towards Taehyung who stays on the chair seated. Isn't he gonna come home?

"Tae come on. It's been a long day buddy" Jungkook tries but to no avail. The man just doesn't respond and we get tugged by Jin who sadly gestures us to get home, to leave Taehyung at the hospital.

"Taehyung-ah? I'll be right back with some clothes okay? Here-" Jin takes some money out of his wallet and hands it over to Taehyung, "-Eat something in the cafeteria on the ground floor okay brother?"

"Nae h-hyung" was his weak response. We back into our car and head to the palace directly, not wanting to spend the night at our mansion anymore. It was much safer around our parents and in the palace rather than living alone all by ourselves. To say that we are somewhat paranoid is an understatement.

The next morning was dull without Jimin. His cheery aura is missing in the palace.

I sigh as I sling my backpack on my shoulder, making Jungkook look at me concerned. I've been nothing but being a bother to everyone since yesterday. I understand, I totally understand that he's gonna be fine in no time, but my stupid mind is just revolving around so many things right now, mainly about Michelle.

We arrive at the campus in less than an hour and continue our lives like nothing happened, except there was noticeable gloom etched on everyone's face and our smallest guy missing.

I want this over with.....

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A week.
A week had passed but there wasn't any significant betterment in Jimin's health.

Didn't the doctor say he would be alright with us? Around us?

We've been entertaining him everyday as soon as the doctor allowed us to enter the room as a group and the visiting hours been extended.

So what's going on with him?
He never smiled even once. He almost tumbles into the ground when Jin cracks his absurd dad jokes, every time. So what making by dear oppa so very deprived of happiness suddenly?

He's....going to be alright. Right?

So right now we both sit opposite to each other, quiet and mum.

"Y/n?" I gulp when I hear the crack in his now stable voice. I slowly lift my gaze from my lap and meet his. He holds something fierce and burning under that gaze.

"N-nae oppa"

"I want you to promise something"

"Anything oppa" I say confidently once I find my voice.

"I want you to win the Exquisite Belle contest, unbeaten. I want you to top everyone and show them what you are. I want you to show them who you are, Y/n. They have to see what their future queen is like" the strength and assuredness in his voice creates a pit of burning desire for the title even more in my heart.

"Y/n, show them you're the most worthiest queen Eulandia has ever seen. It has been my only wish and desire, my sister. For you to be the queen. I know, and I trust Jungkook he'll make you his queen. But me, I want you to be the most able queen, my dongsaengie. Will you make my wish come true Y/n?" yes. Of course.

It's the least I could do for him.

A wave of nostalgia washes over me when we were young and he was that sweet brother who had me secured in the nest of his protectiveness and brotherly love. Those golden times when he used to fight anyone who dared to tease me or mess with me.

We had such a wonderful childhood until it all started crumbling down.

Suddenly I see him lift his hand weakly from the corner of my eyes. I rush to his side and hold his hand in mine.

"Promise me Y/n, promise me you'll be the best Queen Eulandia has ever seen. Plea—" I don't let him finish the plead and clasp my hand around his palm warmly, careful not to crush his delicate, recovering hand.

"I promise you oppa. I promise you the title is mine, and I'll be the best of the bestest Queens this land ever had" I say. A fond smile dances on his lips as he stretches his arms for a hug.

I leave when the nurse disrupts us siblings, again, and I'm holding the door handle when Jimin calls my name out, loud and clear.

"Don't tell the others of this Y/nie" he says, and I nod with a smile, shutting the door behind me and let him rest for the night.

He trusts me. I won't say a word to anyone about his wish, about anything we talked about.

"Quite some time you took there darling. What did you talk about?" Jungkook asks while his hand circles around my waist. The others look at me with expectant eyes. Then I just smile and say,

"Oh nothing special. You know, sibling talk"