Twenty-One- Recovery?

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My eyes opened, revealing a small room, covered with baby blue and pastel pink floral wallpaper. I gagged at the disgusting look of the place before I adjusted my position.

My breath hitched in my throat as pain engulfed me.

"H-H-Hobi?" I groaned in pain, wanting something to squeeze and hold on to.

Normally I could handle pain, since I experienced so much of it, but this was a whole new level of pain.

I felt something grip my hand tight, making me open my eyes, which had been squeezed together tight.

"H-Hoseok?"

He smiled and nodded. "Hey Yoongs. How are you feeling?"

I cleared my throat. "Like I just got fucking shot."

He chuckled and shrugged slightly, still holding my hand. "Sorry, maybe that was a stupid question."

I looked around the room, and I was obviously in a hospital or infirmary.

My eyes went wide before looking back at Hoseok. "What are you doing here?"

He gave me a look of confusion. "What do you mean?"

I inhaled and exhaled before responding. "What if somebody walks in and sees you in here, and while you're holding my hand?"

Hoseok chuckled lightly. "Don't worry. Jungkook is keeping watch outside, and Taehyung is at the castle, making sure to not arouse suspicion as to where I am. I just... I needed to see you."

I gave a small, closed-mouth smile before wincing again. "Fuck, this shit hurts."

Hoseok frowned before leaning over so his head was hovering a few inches above mine. "Do you want me to kiss it better?"

My breath hitched in my throat as I nodded eagerly. Hoseok smiled as he slammed his lips onto mine. He wasted no time climbing carefully onto the bed, not separating our lips. My hands gripped his thighs, since the pain was too much to move elsewhere. Hoseok's hands gripped strands of my hair before migrating down to my cheeks (on the face you pervs), down my chest, and back up. His hands were hungry for my body, just like my lips were eager for the taste of his.

The door opened and a gasp was heard, making us break apart. Hoseok immediately leapt off the bed and across the room, stumbling while he did so, causing him to land on the floor of the hospital room.

Jungkook shook his head with a disgusted look on his face. "Jesus Christ you two, really? Hoseok, you got onto Tae and I for making out in the castle and here you are! And Yoongi!"
He turned to me while pointing a finger. "You are supposed to be recovering."

Hoseok stood up awkwardly, wiping some slobber off of his chin. "W-Why did you walk in, Kook?"

He cleared his throat and nodded. "Ah, yes. Um, Hoseok, your father just informed Taehyung to find you and deliver you to the banquet hall. There are some important guests to meet."

Hoseok's shoulders slumped before he nodded, walking slowly towards me. "Yoongi, I'm sorry, but I have to head back."

I nodded. "I understand, babe. Go do your royal duties."

He looked at me with a guilty look before kissing my cheek and giving my hand a squeeze. "Jungkook, you will stay here and keep him company, as well as protect him. Got it?"

Jungkook nodded.

"I will visit as soon as I can, okay? I promise."

I gave him a small smile. "Go. Don't worry about me."

His eyes lingered on my face for longer than normal before he nodded. "Kook, tell Tae I'm on my way."

I watched as he left the room, Jungkook following him out to make the phone call to Taehyung.

As I stared at the ceiling above me, my mind couldn't help but wander off. Here I was, once again, alone. Nobody ever stayed long enough to get rid of this feeling inside of me. This feeling of loneliness that engulfs me.

I felt my nails dig into my palms as tears stung my eyes. I took in quick, deep breaths as I felt my mind wandering to the place I try to avoid. That pit of Hell that all of the demons that try to haunt me hide.

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This chapter honestly didn't turn out the way I initially planned.

Anyway, I'm back from vacation, so hopefully I can update some more.

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