Warning: I cried writing this.

"Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small, I'm needy
Warm me up and breathe me
Ouch, I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Yeah, I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe"

Yoongi POV

I ended up walking to the coffee shop while Taehyung and Jungkook talked things over. Through the glass, I could see Hoseok, showing a forced smile to all of the customers in line. My heart ached for him and the whole situation. Taehyung had practically used Hoseok to try and get over Jungkook and avoid the feelings he really had.

I smiled weakly to myself before getting in line. Luckily, no one else got in line behind me, giving me the opportunity to chat with Hoseok.

He saw me when I walked up to the counter. This time, his smile didn't seem quite as forced. "Hey Yoongi."

"What's up Hoseok?" I gave him my order, paying him and leaving a pretty healthy tip.

He handed me my drink. I was finally able to get a closer look at him. He was beautiful. His tanned skin glowed beautifully, even in the dimly lighted coffee shop. I checked to make sure there were no other customers before leaning closer to him. "How're you doing?"

He gave me a weird look, as if I had no right to ask him something like that, but it faded after a moment and he sighed, looking down at the ground. "I'm... I'm okay. Thanks for asking."

"Are you really okay?"

He gave me a genuine smile, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "I will be. I just... need time. I knew he liked Jungkook, so I'm not surprised he chose him over me."

My confidence got the best of me. My hand found its way to his cheek. God his skin is so smooth. "If I had a choice, Hoseok, I would've gone with you."

Hoseok raised an eyebrow, a slight frown on his face. "Don't you like love Jungkook or something?"

I shrugged, averting my eyes from his intense stare. "I know he would never reciprocate so I've accepted it. I can see how happy Taehyung makes him, when they're actually talking, of course."

Hoseok chuckled. My heart fluttered inside my chest as I grabbed my drink, saying goodbye to Hoseok, and making my way back to the hospital.

••
Just my luck that I would see Jungkook and Taehyung making out when I entered the room. I cleared my throat, watching the two break apart, a string of saliva connecting their lips.

"Kook, don't you think you should be trying to keep your breathing under control instead of making out with Tae?" I crossed my arms, trying to look tough.

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "We were having a moment. Not my fault you came back too soon."

"God if I hadn't come back, who knew what the doctors would've walked into."

Jungkook's cheeks turned a bright pink and Taehyung just coughed awkwardly.

Third person POV

After sitting around for a few hours, the doctor finally came in to check on Jungkook. She brought in his scans, showing them to the three males in the room. "Jungkook, I'm sorry to say this, but you see this darkened area here?" She pointed to a place on Jungkook's lungs that was so dark, it was barely seen on the scans. "That part of your lung is not receiving any air. It means that you need new lungs, along with your heart."

Jungkook sunk his head deeper into the pillow behind his head, closing his eyes tight, hoping to shut out the world long enough to wake up and have everything be fine.

He, of course, wasn't that lucky.

"Has your breathing gotten worse?"

Taehyung shook his head immediately. "No, he's been fine!"

Jungkook looked down at his hands in his lap. Dr. Grey looked at him, her eyes softening. "You haven't been fine, have you?"

Jungkook looked up, tears stinging his eyes. His eyes met Yoongi's, who were also glossy, and then Taehyung's, who were filled with so much worry it made Jungkook's stomach twist into knots. He shook his head, dropping his eyes down once more. He heard a slight exhale of air from Yoongi, before seeing him turn around from the corner of Jungkook's eye.

"What has been the problem, Jungkook? I need you to tell me."

Jungkook took a shaky breath. "I-I haven't been able to get more than a couple hours of sleep without my chest hurting, or my throat burning, or being out of breath. And I-I had an attack at work the other day."

Taehyung's and Yoongi's wide eyes shot in Jungkook's direction. "Why didn't you tell me?" Yoongi's voice was soft.

"I am so tired of people having to drop everything for me. Your life has practically been taking care of me since I was first diagnosed. You take me to the doctor. You sit with me at work, keeping an eye on me." Jungkook wiped the tears from his eyes forcefully. "I don't deserve any of it. I don't deserve you in my life, Yoongi. I-I don't deserve to live."

Taehyung squeezed Jungkook's hand, but the younger yanked his hand away, holding it close to his chest. "M-Maybe this is all happening because I don't deserve to keep living. I don't deserve to have somebody die so I can live my shitty life. My parents abandoned me. I have worked at the same coffee shop for like a year or two. I didn't get a degree. You care, Yoongi, and I know that. I-I know that you're in love with me, but I didn't do anything because I can't reciprocate the feelings. A-All I do is cause you trouble and pain, and you don't de-deserve any of it. I'm an awful friend. An awful person. I don't want this heart. I don't want the lungs. I don't want any of it. The only thing I want is for you to be happy. I can't make you happy, Yoongi."

Dr. Grey watched Jungkook break down in front of her eyes. He was clutching the fabric covering his chest, sobs ringing through the tiny room. Yoongi stood, shocked, eyes wide and mouth frozen ajar.

"Jungkook, I-" Yoongi faced the doctor and Taehyung. "Um, could we, uh, have a minute?" He scratched the back of burning red neck. They nodded, leaving the awkward silence. Yoongi faced his best friend, who was having the first breakdown he has had in months. This was probably the worst one he's ever had. It broke Yoongi's heart.

"Listen to me," Yoongi spoke firmly. "You are not a burden. You do not cause me trouble. Yes, you do cause me pain." He watched as Jungkook's face fell at the last statement. Yoongi reached out a hand, lifting Jungkook's chin to meet his eyes, sitting down next to the younger on the bed. "You cause me pain by hurting yourself. It hurts me to see you think that you are unworthy of happiness. Unworthy of living. God, Jungkook, you deserve the fucking world. I would buy the moon for you if I could, because you deserve it. I am not the only person who sees this. Taehyung sees it. Dr. Grey thinks that you are worthy of a new heart and lungs. Hoseok and Namjoon." Yoongi engulfed Jungkook in a hug, burying his neck into the younger male's neck. "P-Please don't leave me, Kook."

••••••
I am officially done with classes for the semester. I start summer classes in about three weeks but now I have a shit ton of time to write! 🎉🎉🎉

First off, the fucking hair.
Second, the fucking outfit.
Third, his face.
Fourth, HIS HANDS HOLY FUCK.
Fifth, I am in love, more than I already was. KOOKIE STOP TRYING TO STEAL YOONGI FROM ME.

I have such a soft spot for Yoonkook.
I've been considering writing a Yoonkook story, cause they're just fantastic.

Some hella Taekook finally coming next chapter. ❤️🎉

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