《The Mafia "bride" (Yoonmin) *Completed*》Chapter 97
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I've been standing outside of the surgery room like a statue. Yoongi's been in here for ten hours, ten fucking hours. I thought Yoongi was only shot once, but no... He was shot six times. 'Why didn't I notice? This is all my fault, if I just would have stayed still like he told me then Yoongi wouldn't be in the mess'.
My negative thoughts was suffocating me and I grabbed my chest.
See what happens when you get close to someone!
You were always bad luck
No one likes to be around you
Aren't you better off alone?
You like seeing people get hurt because of you, don't you?
Dying alone is a better option for you
Just disappear already, no one is going to miss you
I put my head down and felt tears coming down my face. 'I am better off alone... Silly me, thinking I can be happy'. I clenched my fist and felt a jacket being placed on my shoulders. "Blaming yourself, are we?". Namjoon says and I didn't look at him. "The fact that you think anyone will blame you for this is very idiotic of you".
I kept my head down and Namjoon sighs. "Would it make you feel better if I said that this isn't the first time boss got shot?". Namjoon says and I flinched. "Being a Mafia lord isn't all about riches and power you know". Namjoon said. "They know the danger they are in and they accepted that". Namjoon says and all I did was listen to him.
"He cried you know". Namjoon says and that made me look at him. "He blamed his self for your kidnapping, just like you're blaming yourself for this". Namjoon said. "I really don't understand either of you really". Namjoon looks at Yoongi. "You both are quick drown in self hatered but y'all know damn well that you two are very strong people".
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"If you two keep blaming yourself for every little thing that happens, then y'all will never be happy". Namjoon said. "Mistakes, consequences and regrets might weaken us, but it's not strong enough to stop us". Namjoon looks at me. "So stop blaming yourself for being human". Namjoon said and I burst into tears.
"I'm sorry". I choked out and Namjoon hugs me. "I know, I know, don't cry". Namjoon rubs my back. "I-I won't do it again". I cried. "Alright, stop crying". Namjoon laughed. "Now will you let me patch you up?". Namjoon says and I tilt my head. Namjoon points to my arm and I looked at it and noticed I was bleeding. "When did this get here?". I wondered.
"You've been here for ten hours and you didn't notice?". Namjoon asked and I shake my head. "Idiot". Namjoon groans and forced me to sit down. "Hey! Don't call me that!". I yelled. "Stop yelling, you're in a hospital". Namjoon said. "And you need to save your strength cause I know you didn't eat anything".
"I didn't... Ouch!". I hissed in pain and glared at Namjoon. "Stop being a baby, it's just a scratch". Namjoon said. "I take back everything I said when I first met you". I pouted and Namjoon chuckled. "Here, eat". Namjoon hands me a bento box. "Thank you". I took it and gulf down everything in it. "Bride?". Namjoon says and I looked up at him.
"Yes?". I happily look at him and he turns red. "Cute". Namjoon covers his face and I giggled. "Excuse me?". Namjoon and I turned to the doctor.
"You can see him now".
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