Jimin felt a faint squeeze against his hand, and his head shot up, eyes locking onto Jungkook’s. The younger man was awake, staring at him with a small, lopsided grin.

“Did I ever tell you how pretty you look even when you’re all puffy from crying too much?” Jungkook’s voice was weak but laced with his usual teasing charm.

“You fucker!” Jimin exclaimed, his heart soaring with relief. He threw his arms around Jungkook, careful of the IV and the fresh stitches beneath the hospital gown.

“Aish, that’s the first thing I get to hear when I wake up? No ‘I love yous’?” Jungkook quipped, but his cheeky grin faded as he felt Jimin’s body shake with sobs against his chest. He realized that Jimin was crying, tears soaking into his bare skin.

“I missed you,” Jimin choked out, his voice trembling. “I thought… I thought I was going to lose you. I was so scared, Jungkookie. I was so, so scared.”

Jungkook’s heart ached hearing the fear in Jimin’s voice. Using his free hand, he wrapped it around Jimin, pulling him into a gentle hug.

“It’s over, Jiminie. We’re okay. I’m here, baby. We’re alright. Everything is okay now,” he whispered, his voice steady and comforting. “I didn’t plan on leaving you. I made my vows to you just days ago, to be by your side. I meant every word.”

Jimin’s sobs grew quieter, but he held Jungkook even tighter, as if he feared letting go would mean losing him all over again.

“Thank you, God,” he murmured between kisses, his lips pressing tearful kisses against Jungkook’s face. “Thank you. Thank you.”

Jungkook’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, his relief matching Jimin’s. He cupped Jimin’s face, bringing their foreheads together. “I’m here, Jimin. We’re both here. That’s all that matters.”

For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. The hospital room, the machines, the pain—all of it faded away. All that mattered was that they were together, alive, and in each other’s arms.

Outside the room, Jin leaned into Namjoon, their own relief palpable as they watched Jimin and Jungkook through the small window. Jimin leaned in, kissing Jungkook deeply, a kiss full of everything words couldn’t express.

“It’s all okay now…” Jin whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Namjoon nodded, his arm wrapping around Jin’s waist, holding him close. “It is. We’re okay.”

Jin hesitated, his eyes clouding with concern. “But… the trauma…”

Namjoon turned to look at him, his gaze soft but determined. “The trauma will take time. But they have each other, and we’ll be here for them, too. They’ll get through it, and so will we.”

Jin let out a slow breath, nodding as Namjoon pressed a soft kiss to his temple. “Yeah… they’ll be okay,” Jin echoed, his voice more certain now. “We’ll all be okay.”

15 August 2024
The end!

An epilogue?

Fast forward to a year later?

Why not, right?

Hehe.