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Ashlyn:"Babe you okay?"
Still with a frown on his face, Jungkook looked around but couldn't see the guy anymore.
Jungkook:"Yeah....just thought I saw someone."
As Ashlyn followed his gaze, she didn't know exactly what she was looking out for but she couldn't see anyone who looked suspicious.
But what neither her or Jungkook had noticed, was the hooded man, slipping his way past the commotion of paparazzi and security as he caught Jungkook completely by surprise and forced his weapon straight into Jungkook's stomach.
Ashlyn:"Jungkook!!!"
With his eyes widening, Jungkook looked down with furrowed brows and a pained expression; glancing at down at the knife plunged deep into his stomach. As he looked back up, the hooded guy pulled back his weapon with the intent of stabbing him again; only to be tackled by security.
Security:"GET DOWN!! TAKE THE KNIFE!"
Immediately pinning the attacker down, the knife was kicked out his hand, while he struggled in the arms of security to get free.
Paparazzi:"Jungkook are you okay?! Look this way! Look this way!"
Security:"Step back!!"
In the midst of the commotion, Jungkook stumbled back, his hands immediately clutching his wound as his hands coated themselves with his blood. With the yells from security as they pinned down the man and the insensitive chatter from paparazzi, Jungkook could barely make out any of it. His hearing suddenly completely distorted and his surroundings moving at sedate pace, Jungkook turned to Ashlyn, only to be met with her frightened gaze staring back at him.
Jungkook:"Ash..."
With a million thoughts rushing through his head, he stumbled towards Ashlyn; mustering the most strength he could, before his body fell forward, prompting Ashlyn to unconsciously catch his falling body as his weight rested against her shoulder.
With his body limply against hers, Ashlyn stared into thin air, a frightened yet blank expression was plastered on her face. Almost as if she wasn't conscious herself. But she was...and she could feel Jungkook's pacing heartbeat against her own.
Prompting an ear piercing scream to leave her lips...
With everyone's attention immediately on Ashlyn, their security immediately rushed to Jungkook, helping her support his body.
Paparazzi:"Ashlyn over here! Is Jungkook okay!"
Security:"STEP BACK!!!"
Attempting to block the paparazzi from taking pictures, security guards pushed them back, while members of production along with the camera crew raced towards Jungkook in an attempt to help. With shaking hands, Ashlyn continued to scream as she looked down at her fiancé.
With him laying on the ground, Ashlyn crouched beside him; placing her hands on his cheeks as she cried. For Jungkook, everything had turned silent as he stared at Ashlyn, watching the tears roll down her face as she turned to the producers for aid. But he couldn't hear anything, only the sound of his heartbeat pacing. He wondered if this was the fear his brother felt before he died. Before he knew it, Jungkook's eyes had begun to tear up; the pain in his stomach only getting worse as he frowned. The fear Jungkook felt, wasn't necessarily from dying, but at the thought of leaving his fiancé and his daughter..
Ashlyn:"You're gonna be okay. I promise you're gonna be okay!"
With her hands on his cheeks, Ashlyn looked down at Jungkook, repeating that he would be okay more so to convince herself of that fact. But with the pain growing more intense, Jungkook clenched his eyes shut as he groaned in pain. In a panic Ashlyn looked down noticing the excessive blood pouring from his wound.
Ashlyn:"He needs help!!"
Immediately rushing around him, security and Production crouched down and noticed his wound pour with blood.
Producer:"The ambulance are saying they'll be 25 minutes."
With the phone to his ear, Ashlyn looked up at the producer and he spoke.
Security:"He can't wait that long, we have to take him in ourselves."
As the security reached down, he attempted to lift Jungkook up, earning a painful groan to leave his mouth.
Jungkook:"Ah!"
Ashlyn:"Stop! You're hurting him!"
Lowering back down, the security guard sighed as Ashlyn protested and placed her hands over Jungkook's wound in an attempt to stop the blood.
Security:"Ashlyn he's losing a lot of blood, we have to take him in. It'll be faster."
Looking down at Jungkook with his eyes shut as he winced in pain, Ashlyn's eyes blurred with tears as she panicked.
Ashlyn:"Okay, just be careful."
Once again reaching down to lift him up, with the help of members of production, Jungkook was lifted despite his yells of agony while they placed him in the car. Following behind, Ashlyn got into the back of the car, placing Jungkook's head on her lap as she cried.
Ashlyn:"You're gonna be okay babe. You're gonna be okay. Please stay with me. Stay with me Jungkook..."
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ᴊᴀɴᴇᴛ's ʜᴏᴜsᴇ
Staring up at the ceiling, Yoongi couldn't help but be deep in thought. His mind had been racing with unanswered questions for the last hour. He couldn't believe what he had done. He couldn't believe that he had slept with the girl his bestfriend was so desperately and painfully in love with.
But Yoongi couldn't help but think to himself, would Jimin really care? They had shared women before, but in that same thought, Yoongi knew Jimin had never had feelings for a woman, the way he did for Janet. If he were here right now, would knowing that Yoongi had slept with her break him? Would it be the breaking point of their friendship; their brotherhood? Would he snap and tell Yoongi to stay away from her? Or would he have continued to distance himself from her and mask his emotions? But if he wasn't here to see it, could it really be so wrong?
With a deep sigh, Yoongi ran his hands along his face. He hated this. He hated the endless loop of questions in his head, that he had no way of ever answering. Jimin was gone. But he loved Janet. And that was the only thought in Yoongi's head...that had definite answer.
Jimin loved Janet.
Yoongi slowly turned his head; watching as Janet slept beside him with her back facing towards him. Yoongi trailed his eyes along her dark hair that draped over her bare shoulder. He yearned to touch every inch of her again. To feel her skin against his. To feel the way she held him close.
But letting out yet another sigh, Yoongi closed his eyes and turned away from her. With the shake of his head, Yoongi got himself out of the bed, and without a word, got himself dressed and left the room. But unaware to him, Janet had in fact been awake the whole time. Hearing every frustrated sigh that had left his mouth for the last hour.
With the sound of the front door shutting, Janet let out a sigh. She couldn't face Yoongi. She didn't want to talk or face what they had done. So instead she let her tears fall as she clutched onto the bedsheets. But before dwelling deep into her emotions, the door bell rang, catching her off guard. She looked around her bedroom, trying to figure out if Yoongi had left something behind for him to return so soon. But instead the door bell rang once more, causing Janet to nervously get out of bed and cover herself with her robe.
Once she had made it downstairs, Janet opened her door, only to be greeted by her son and her older cousin Stephanie.
Issac:"Hi mommy!"
Despite Issac displaying a wide smile, Janet was a little caught off guard as she stared at his face. As much as it hurt Janet too much to think about Jimin right now, It was as if he was haunting her through their son.
Stephanie:"Janet? You okay?"
Recollecting herself, Janet cleared her thought as she forced a smile.
Janet:"Sorry. I just woke up, um, how are you cariño? Did you have fun at auntie Stephanie's?"
Crouching down to his level, Janet smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind ear and doing the best she could to appear okay.
Issac:"Yeah I had fun! I played lots of games! Oh and mommy, we saw uncle Yoongi just now, but he said he was in a hurry, but he will take me for ice cream later!"
Once again forcing a smile, Janet awkwardly nodded, making her cousin tilt her head in confusion.
Janet:"That's really nice of him. Well why don't you put your stuff upstairs and get changed and mommy will make you a snack. Can you get changed all by yourself like a big boy?"
Issac:"Yes!"
Janet:"Good job cariño."
Ruffling his hair, Janet smiled softly and she watched Issac run upstairs, before she turned to her cousin.
Janet:"Thank you for watching him, was he okay? I hope he didn't give you any trouble or anything."
Stephanie:"Netty, he was fine as always. But what's wrong?"
Noticing her frantic way of speaking and the tears lingering in her eyes, Janet's cousin stared at her in concern, trying to piece together would could have happened between her and Yoongi.
Janet:"I'm okay."
Stephanie:"No you're not miha."
That alone was enough for Janet to bow her head in an attempt to shield her tears, making her cousin wrap her arms around her tightly.
Stephanie:"Talk to me Netty."
Shaking her head, Janet pulled away as she wiped her tears. Truth was she didn't want to talk about it, she wasn't ready to face what happened.
Janet:"It's okay Steph. I'm gonna go prepare something for Isaac. Thank you for watching him."
Stephanie:"You sure?"
Janet:"Mhm. I love you and I'll call you."
Stephanie didn't exactly have much time to react as Janet shut the door, causing her cousin to frown in concern, while Janet on the other side of the door tried to hold her tears.
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With his mind still racing with thoughts, Yoongi repeatedly knocked on the door of an apartment building. Yoongi had never been one to seek advice but at this point he really didn't know what to do with these emotions he was feeling.
It wasn't long till Jimin's older sister Elena opened her door. With a confused look she tilted her head at Yoongi.
Elena:"Yoongi? What are you doing here, are you okay?"
Yoongi:"...Necesito hablar contigo."
Awkwardly wrapping her arms around herself, Elena sighed as she looked down.
Elena:"Yoongi...mom is coming later to visit..."
Yoongi:"I'll be quick."
Things between Isabella and Yoongi had been rocky since Jimin's passing. But watching him for a moment, even Elena knew that Yoongi needed someone to talk to. Even if he couldn't identify them, she could read all the emotions in his eyes.
Elena:"Come inside."
Softly caressing his cheek, Elena ushered Yoongi inside before shutting the door behind her.
Elena:"Do you want something to drink?"
Shaking his head, Yoongi simply took a seat on the couch, doing everything in his power to avoid glancing at the framed pictures of Jimin. It felt like no matter where he went, he was haunted by his presence.
Taking a seat next to him, Elena propped her legs up in the couch as she turned to him, frowning in concern at his silence.
Elena:"Qué estás pensando?"
Yoongi:"I slept with Janet."
Frowning in shock, it was an understatement to say Elena was taken aback from his blunt confession. Staring down at the ground for a moment, she couldn't even think of what to say; causing her to glance at her pictures of Jimin.
Elena:"...I-it was consensual..right?"
Letting out a scoff, Yoongi frowned.
Yoongi:"Is that what you think of me?"
Elena:"No, I just.....I'm sorry...what happened?
Letting out a sigh, Yoongi sat back, staring at his lap with a frown.
Yoongi:"I don't know. I was just trying to be there for her....and I got carried away. I fucking caved in and all I could think about was her. Just her."
Watching his gaze soften, Elena looked at him with sympathy.
Elena:"Do you love her?"
That was a question Yoongi hadn't even given himself the time to think about. Once again returning to a frown, Yoongi leaned forward as he scoffed.
Yoongi:"How should I know?...What even is love? What example of love do I have? My parents died in front of me and aside from that, I don't have any recollections of them acting like a happily married couple. Or maybe they did and I just couldn't identify that emotion. And despite Isabella taking me in, she didn't exactly display what love was. She cheated on your father, then had kids with the man, only for him to leave her."
Awkwardly shifting at his bluntness, Elena nevertheless continued to listen.
Yoongi:"Need I say more about Emelda and Jimin. That surely wasn't love, even I knew that. Even Jimin himself displayed a fucked up example of love. He left Janet to have Issac on her own. He took countless drugs every single day just to numb himself so he didn't have to think about her, because he didn't feel like he was good enough for her. But he would stare at a picture of her and Issac every chance he got because he truly loved them. To the point where he couldn't take it anymore and it ended his life. So is that what love is? Torture? If so, then yeah, i am in love with her. Because everyday it's torturing me thinking about whether it's right or wrong to feel something for her, and I don't even know what that feeling is called."
Without even realising, Yoongi had unpacked years of trauma he hadn't even realised he carried or had even affected him. Feeling an ache in her heart, Elena looked at the man she deemed like a brother to her. Elena always thought Yoongi didn't care about anything or anyone, when in reality she realised he just didn't know how to care and now that he was learning, it was all unleashing over him and weighing him down and she felt incredibly bad.
Elena:".....Love is complex Yoongi. There's so many things that fit into it. Sometimes it feels like the most amazing thing...and sometimes it's really painful. It's not even always romantic, it's just about feeling complete when you're with them, and feeling empty when they're not around."
Finally looking up at a picture of Jimin, Yoongi let Elena's words sink in. He wasn't sure if he was in love with Janet, but a thought that once again had a definite answer...was that he loved Jimin. Loved him the way Jimin had loved him. Like a real brother.
Every laugh they shared, every game they played together as kids, every bicker and argument they had, even every mischievous thing they came up with together, was all part of their brotherly love. With this realisation and heavy weight tugged on Yoongi's heart as he stared at Jimin with tears in his eyes.
Elena:"Tienes que dejarte llorar Yoongi..."
With his tears finally rolling down his cheeks, Yoongi's shoulders began to shake as for the first time in his life, he had begun to sob. Causing Elena to pull him into a hug. Yoongi didn't even fight it, he simply cried aloud. Elena had never seen Yoongi cry let alone cry his eyes out like this. Even this was new to Yoongi, but he was grieving. Genuinely grieving like he should have been.
Yoongi:"Fuck him! Fuck him!!!!"
With tears in her eyes Elena held onto Yoongi through his outburst while he clutched onto her and continued to cry out. Releasing a tremendous amount of pain he hadn't realised was always there.
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ᴘᴀʀɪs ~ ᴋɪᴍ ᴍᴀɴsɪᴏɴ
Pulling into the driveway of his enormous family home, Tae stepped out of his Bentley and made his way to the front door. It had been weeks since Tae had spoken to his parents. Frankly speaking, Tae didn't care too much to speak with his father, but he certainly didn't enjoy not speaking to his mother. So here he was.
Security:"Bonjour monsieur Kim."
Taehyung:"Bonjour, ma mère est la?"
As the security guard nodded, Tae thanked him and made his way into the house. Walking down the luxurious hallway, Tae made his way to the back garden where is mother liked to spend most of her time. And there she was, a large white sun hat and her Chanel shades covering her eyes as she lay on the sun bed.
Eleanore:"Dis moi, te la pour causer des histoires?"
Before even having the opportunity to announce his presence, Eleanore had already acknowledged him, not even spearing him a glance as she spoke. With a sigh exhaling his lips, Tae proceeded to take a seat on the sun bed beside her.
Taehyung:"Je suis là pour te demander, pardon."
Taking off her shades to glance at her son, Eleanore stared at Tae as he sighed and continued.
Taehyung:"Look I don't want to fight with you maman. I was just trying to stick up for you."
Placing her sunglasses down, Eleanore looked away from Tae as she scoffed. Growing irritated with him switching to English like he was a foreigner.
Eleanore:"Je suis pas ta femme, quand tu me parles, tu me parles en français."
Taehyung:"Ça a rien à voir avec elle maman."
Eleanore:"J'en sais plus Taehyung, je m'en fous, tout ce que je sais, c'est que je t'ai élevé pour donner du respect à tes parents."
Taehyung:"Donc j'ai pas le droit de te défendre?"
Eleanore:"C'est pas ta place à me défendre! Je suis ta mère, c'est à moi de te protéger!"
Taehyung:"Et tu m'as protégé! mais je suis pas bête! il s'en fout de toi!"
As Tae yelled back, Eleanore fell silent. But Tae could see the hurt in her eyes. He knew that wasn't something his mother wanted to hear. Who wanted to be told by their own child, that the man you loved and started a family with, didn't care about you.
At that, Tae looked down regretfully as his mother turned away from his gaze. Prompting him to sit himself right beside her.
Taehyung:".....Pardon maman. J'ai pas envie de te faire du mal. Mais je aussi pa envie de te voir souffrir. C'est pour ça je me suis énervé contre papa."
Softening her gaze and looking into his eyes with her teary one, Eleanore let out a sigh.
Eleanore:"Je sais que ça t'énerve que ils est pas venu à ton mariage. Je sais que il est pas parfait. Mais il t'aime. On est ça famille et tout ce que il fait, c'est pour nous."
Letting out a scoff, Tae shook his head. Staring at his mother, Tae felt a sense of pity, that she really believed that he was there for either of them.
Taehyung:"Maman arrête. Fais pas semblant. S'il te plaît. J'ai pas besoin que tu sois Eleanore Kim....j'ai juste besoin que tu soit ma mère. Laisse-moi mieux occuper de toi, parce que t'es un mal...et ta pas besoin d'être forte devant moi, tout le temps. Laisse-moi être l'homme que t'as élevé."
Lifting her hands up to shield her eyes, Eleanore broke down into tears, breaking Tae's heart and he pulled his mother to his chest and let her cry.
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After speaking to his mother, Tae had intended to head home, but along the way had decided he needed to speak to his father man to man. It wasn't so much that Tae wanted to be on good terms with him, but he also didn't want his mother to watch the family she had built to crumble before her.
So with that, Tae parked his car in front of his father's private villa; after being told by his secretary, this is where he'd find him.
The moment Tae stepped out his car, he couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach as he approached the front door and rang the bell.
It wasn't long till the door was answered, but to Tae's surprise, a half naked slender and younger woman stood before him.
"Hello...oh you must be Taehyung, wow you look so much like your father."
Glancing at her from head to toe, Tae frowned with a glare.
Taehyung:"Who the hell are you?"
Jean-Pierre:"Sophia, who is at—"
Noticing his father as he glanced over the girls shoulder, Tae scoffed in disbelief once the two had made eye contact.
Jean-Pierre:"Tu fait quoi ici?"
Taehyung:"Are you serious right now?"
With an angry glare on his face, Tae pushed past Sophia as he stepped inside and approached his father, who let out a scoff and turned away.
Jean-Pierre:"Je n'ai pas le temps pour toi."
Taehyung:"Look at me!!"
Grabbing his father by the collar, Tae forcefully made him stare into his tearful eyes.
Taehyung:"How could you?.....how can you be having an affair."
With his voice on the verge of breaking, Tae glared into his father's eyes. Finding it hard to believe that a man like this could ever be his father.
Jean-Pierre:"There are some things that are bound to happen. You will realise this in your own marriage once you get bored."
Balling his fist, Tae immediately punched the man before him. Causing his father to fall to the ground and hold his bleeding lip as Sophia screamed and covered her mouth.
Taehyung:"Jamais!!! I will never be like you!! How could you ever cheat on the woman who's been by your side!! Who protects your image!!! Who defends you because she never wants to admit that she's married to a scumbag monster like you!!!!"
Wiping the blood from his lip, Jean-Pierre looked up at his son, who had broken down in tears.
Taehyung:"....why...would you do this to us."
Shaking his head, Tae couldn't bare to look at the man he had called his father. Couldn't even bare to be in the same room with him. So with that, Tae had stormed his way out the house, leaving his father to sigh and shake his head.
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2ᴛᴀᴇ's ᴍᴀɴsɪᴏɴ
After the revelation at his father's house, Tae was sat in his office, a cigarette hanging from his lips and he turned his chair to face the windows.
With tears running down his cheeks, Tae couldn't believe the perfect happy family he thought he grew up in, was nothing more than a lie. Tae couldn't even bare the thought of his mother finding out and being broken.
Taesan:"Tae?..."
Quickly wiping his tears, Tae turned around as exhaled a cloud of smoke from his cigarette.
Taehyung:"Hey ma belle, you okay?"
Taesan:"I should be asking you that."
As she crossed her arms, Taesan noticed Tae's tear stained eyes as she slowly approached him. Looking down to avoid his wife seeing his tearful eyes, Tae brought his cigarette up to his lips. However just before he could take a drag, Taesan pinched her fingers over his cigarette and removed it from his lips, making him watch as she put it out.
Taesan:"What's wrong?"
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Taesan placed her hand on her husbands cheek, forcing him to look up at her. With the tears rushing back to his eyes, Tae rubbed his brows in frustration.
Taehyung:"Do you know what I just found out ma belle?....My father's been having an affair. I went to speak to him at his villa...and his mistress answered the door. His been cheating on my mother."
As the tears fell from his eyes, Taesan looked at him in disbelief as she shook her head and pulled him into a hug.
Taesan:"I'm so sorry Tae. I can't believe that."
Taehyung:"What am i supposed to say to my mother? How am I supposed to look her in the eye and tell her something like this? She's going to be so broken."
Taesan:"Maybe just give it a few days, just for everything to process before you tell her. Either way it's going to hurt her, but it's better she knows."
Tae looked down and Taesan placed both her hands on his cheeks and wiped his falling tears.
Taehyung:"I feel like my whole life has been a lie. My parents always acted like we were the perfect family. I idolised their marriage as a child. The amount of public appearances we made as a family, showcasing that we were perfect. But it's all a fucking lie. We're not. My family is breaking into pieces and I can't even do anything to stop it. I can't even have my own family to focus on. I feel like I'm being punished."
Taesan:"Don't say that Tae."
Pulling him into another hug, Taesan's eyes filled with tears as Tae cried. She felt so guilty. He was dealing with so much and she couldn't even make it better.
Taesan:"You're not being punished. None of this is your fault. Even us struggling to have our own family isn't your fault. I'm here for you. I may not know how to make it all better but I'm here for you, and I'm sorry that you're going through this."
Tae rested in Taesan's embrace, holding her tightly as he sighed. But having their moment cut short, the couple were interrupted as Maria frantically ran into Tae's office with a concerned look on her face.
Taehyung:"Maria what is it?"
Maria:"I'm sorry to interrupt Sir, but I've just received a phone call from Miss Waters. T-There's been an incident."
Taesan:"What? Is Cam okay?"
Maria:"She's fine Ma'am. The incident isn't concerning her. Mr Jeon-Marant has been stabbed."
Taehyung:"What?!"
Widening her eyes, Taesan stared in shock as she covered her mouth, while Tae frowned.
Taehyung:"H-How long ago did this happen? How is he??"
Maria:"I don't know sir, I've just been informed that he's been rushed to the hospital, there's been no news since then."
Feeling his heart pounding against his chest, tears began to sting Tae's eyes. It was one thing after the other. First his father's affair and now his best friend had been stabbed. Tae looked down, feeling like everything around him was caving in as his breaths began to grow shallow. But as his panic began to arise, Tae turned to Taesan, seeing her frozen in place as tears poured down her cheeks. Pulling himself together despite his panicked breath and beating heart his wrapped his arms around Taesan and began to cry.
Taehyung:"Maria, tell Jean-Claude, to um, to call for a Jet. Now."
Maria:"Yes sir."
Once Maria had left, Tae continued comfort Taesan as she cried and shook her head.
Taesan:"What if he—"
Taehyung:"No, don't think like that San. He's gonna be okay. Everything's going to be okay."
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ʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ~ ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ
Nervously shaking her leg, Ashlyn stared down her hands with her tear filled eyes. Despite having washed her hands countless times, Ashlyn felt like she could still see Jungkook's blood on her hands. Cam turned to look at her. Noticing Ashlyn staring down at her trembling hands, making Cam sit closer and rub her back for comfort.
For an hour, Ashlyn, along with Cam, Jungkook's brother Devon and his older sister Chandice were waiting to hear news on how Jungkook was. Calvin had gone to pick up his mother and younger sister after informing them of the news.
Still staring at her hands, Ashlyn still couldn't shake the image of blood over her hands, causing them to tremble even more as she cried. Noticing her shaking hands, Devon sat beside her and wrapped his arms around her.
Devon:"Ash, he's gonna be okay."
Not that anyone had expected Ashlyn to reply, but she remained silent as she stared at her hands. Everyone's heads turned to the running footsteps coming towards them, only to see, Taesan and Tae running down the hall. Ashlyn however hadn't looked up once.
Cam:"You guys made it."
Taehyung:"Has there been any news yet?"
Chandice shook her head as she looked down and wiped her tears. Both Tae and Taesan had let out a sigh, before Tae had noticed Ashlyn not acknowledging anything but her hands. As he crouched down in front of her, Tae gently placed his hands into her shaking ones, finally making Ashlyn look up.
Taehyung:"I'm here. It's going to be okay."
Bursting into tears, Ashlyn wrapped her arms around Tae, letting him hug her tightly while she cried.
But with the wait finally coming to an end and doctor a approached, earring their attention.
Doctor:"Are you here for Jungkook Jeon-Marant?"
Ashlyn"Yes, how is he?"
Doctor:"Well it's a good thing you brought him in when you did. He was losing a lot of blood, any later and he might not have made it—"
Cam:"Just tell us how he is for fuck sake."
Awkwardly clearing his throat the doctor glanced at Cam.
Doctor:"He's okay, he's awake and you can go see him. He's in room 114."
All letting out sighs of relief, they all rushed down the hall to Jungkook's room. As soon as they entered the room, Jungkook was laying on the hospital bed, being propped up by pillows as he smiled softly. Without wasting a second, Taesan was the first to run and hug him tightly as she cried.
Jungkook:"Ow ow T."
Taesan:"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
Removing her weight off him, Jungkook chuckled softly as he nodded and held her hand.
Taehyung:"You had us all worried man."
Devon:"Honestly bruv, don't pull this shit again."
Once again letting out a chuckle, Jungkook nodded as he hugged Tae, followed by hugging his brother.
Chandice:"Are you okay J. I was so worried."
Jungkook:"I'm okay sis. I'm sorry had you all worried. But I'm okay."
Cam:"Are you in any pain?"
Jungkook:"A little, but It's manageable. I'm all good guys, I ain't dead yet."
Letting out soft chuckled, everyone smiled, happy to see that Jungkook was doing okay. Except for Ashlyn. She hadn't approached him, or even looked in his direction, which he noticed.
Jungkook:"Guys, can we have a quick moment alone."
Everyone turned to Ashlyn as she remained facing away from Jungkook. Causing everyone to nod.
Taesan:"Love you."
Jungkook:"Love you too."
Jungkook smiled as Taesan kissed his cheek and exited the room along with the others.
Devon:"Rest up bro."
Jungkook nodded and with that, the room was left with him and Ashlyn. Despite that, Ashlyn still handing looked at him.
Jungkook:"Baby, come here."
Shaking her head. Jungkook didn't need to see her face to know she was crying.
Jungkook:"Ash..."
Ashlyn:"No. I can't. I don't want to see you laying in a fucking hospital bed Jungkook."
Sighing softly, Jungkook winced as he sat himself up slightly and looked back at Ashlyn.
Jungkook:"Ashlyn come here. Please."
Slowly turning herself around, Ashlyn walked towards Jungkook as he took her hand and pulled her close. But looking at him had the effect Ashlyn didn't want. An ache in her heart and traumatic reply of what happened to him in her head.
Jungkook:"You can't get rid of me this easy babe I'm still here—"
Ashlyn:"Stop it! Don't make a joke right now Jungkook, because I'm not laughing! This wasn't funny to me, what happened to you wasn't funny to me! I thought I was going to lose you."
Lowering her head to sob, Jungkook dropped his playful smile, hating the sight of seeing Ashlyn cry. But he knew all too well what she was going through right now.
Jungkook:"I'm sorry babe."
Ashlyn:"I can't lose you Jungkook. I can't and I'm not prepared to. I'm not prepared to ever live my life without you. I can't imagine living without out you. I've never been so scared of losing you, so don't you ever, ever, ever scare me like that again, don't ever!"
Jungkook:"Hey come here."
Pulling her head down to his chest, Jungkook let Ashlyn sob as she held onto him tightly. Softly stroking her hair, Jungkook sighed, his heart aching at the sound of her cries.
Ashlyn:"Promise you'll never leave me."
Jungkook:"I promise. I promise I'll never leave you baby."
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