/Bad memory. Who are you? See? Haha... I know you are Junkoo. I was just kidding.'/

/'Do you know there is something called 'friends with benefits'?'/

/'AHHHH!!!'/

/'I mean... I consider them my friends but I doubt they consider me one. At least not everyone.'/

/'It reminds me that I am just a spec of dust in this vast universe.'/

/You know how lucky one must be to be loved and admired. And very few experience it.'/

/I talk to everyone because it makes me feel less lonely.'/

/JUNGKOOK!!! FIGHTING!!!'/

/Woah... You were so good. I mean seriously... You should actually be an idol./

/'You are honest. Like brutally. You say things that I need to hear to keep in reality. They always remind me that you need to hear the truth to keep yourself grounded and not hope for a fairytale.'/

/'You are honest and isn't that what everyone wants in a friend?'/

"---se me? Yongie?" Jungkook frowned before opening his eyes, blinking them rapidly to see clearly. The memory flashes still clear in his mind as he looked around in confusion.

"Are you Taehyung's friend?" He looked at the owner of the voice. "I am his mom." Jungkook slightly widened his eyes and was about to get up but halted when he saw Yongie's head on his lap, deep in sleep.

He looked at her helplessly, before bowing to her in the sitting position. "Hello. I am Jeon Jungkook. Yes, we study in the same University."

She smiled nodding at him fondly. "I am sorry about him." She pointed at Taeyong and began waking him up.

"It's okay, Mrs Kim." Taeyong was already up by then. He rubbed his eyes with his fists. "Eomma!!" He widened his eyes when he finally noticed his mom and hugged her tight, nuzzling into her chest.

"It's okay baby. Everything is fine. You must be so scared, right? Aigoo, but see you are the strongest." Taeyong tightened the around her neck. "Watching out for your hyung when we were not there. Good job..."

He pulled away with his bottom lip wobbling. He pointed at the room Taehyung was in. "H-hyung..." She quickly wiped his eyes before the tears could even make their way out of them. Jungkook watched them as she handled the little one as carefully.

"Hyung? What happened to hyung? Nothing happened. I just checked on him. He is doing fine. You know how your brother is clumsy. He hurt his head because of that. Tiny one." Jungkook blinked his eyes, feeling uncomfortable at her words.

She placed a long kiss on top of his head. "Where is appa?" He asked pulling away.

"He is talking to the doctor. He'll be here soon." Taeyong nodded and hugged her yet again. Even though what she said about her husband was true, she left out the part where he insisted to see Taehyung only when he wakes up.

He didn't want to see Taehyung unconscious state. He didn't want to learn what must've happened to his son.

"Why don't you go see hyung? Don't make any noise, okay? Hyung needs rest."

"I can see him?" He asked, blinking his hope filled eyes. She nodded with a smile. He made his towards the door and walked in.

"He acts all strong but look at him now." She muttered shaking her head and Jungkook nodded with a smile looking at his leaving figure fondly.

She took a deep breath, her face turning serious. She sat next to him and held his hand, startling him a little. "Thank you. Thank you so much for saving my baby."

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