"Jungkook. Help me."

Jungkook scrambles to his feet, a worried expression on his face, "Soo Young-ah. What's wrong?"

"It hurts Jungkook-ah."

"What hurts? Soo Young talk to me," while still on the phone to Tzuyu he rushes to his car, opens it, places the phone on speaker, slips the key in and turns the ignition on, reversing from his parking spot and driving off.

"Jungkook, help me."

"Soo Young where are you?"

"I can't think. It hurts so much."

"What hurts?!" Jungkook shouts angrily.

"Why are you yelling?" Tzuyu asks him weakily as Jungkook looks down at his phone, "you're always yelling. Why are you always yelling? Don't you get tired?"

"Are you bleeding?" Jungkook says calmly.

"Mhm...a lot."

"You still have that bandage I gave you today? Wrap it," Tzuyu also puts him on speaker as she slowly rambles through her bag to find it at the bottom of her backpack. She slowly begins to unwrap it and rolls it around her stomach, the bandage getting drenched and turning more red.

"Done."

"Good job," Tzuyu smiles, "I miss that," she mutters under her breathe.

"What did you say?"

"Jeon Jungkook. Blue sunset..."

"What are you saying right now Im Soo Young."

"I need to tell you something Jungkook."

"No Soo Young. You can tell me when you're alive and well. You're not dying. If you die I'll never forgive you."

"You would never forgive me anyways, not as Im Soo Young."

Jungkook says nothing, didn't want to think it was true, "why did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Why'd you go through with the dare to ask for my number?"

"I didn't. Even if I was dared I wanted your number either way."

"You could've just asked you know."

"Looking back at all the things I did to you, I didn't think y