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"Hyung, you guys should go home and rest... I'll take care of Namjun-hyung, and Mama is with me. We'll take care of him."

Seokjin nods and pats Jimin's shoulder. They stare at each other for a few seconds before Jin breaks it with a sigh, "I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have raised my voice on you."

"It's fine, hyung. I understand." Jimin said as he moves closer to his hyung and gives him a hug with his chin on Jin's shoulder. "Call us if you need anything," Jin said as he ruffles Jimin's hair and goes to Jeongguk to help carry their things.

They didn't bring much stuff, but enough clothes in case they have to stay, so Namjun is not alone in this room even when the man still hasn't woken up hours after the operation. As they bid their goodbyes, the room is left with two adults and one lying on the bed unconscious.

Jimin holds Namjun's hand and while staring at the state of his hyung, tears start to form in his eyes and let them fall on their own. He knew the accident wasn't just a coincidence. He knew it was a way to prevent the man from helping Soogun. He can tell because it also happened to him when Taehyung's mother started to contact him and asked to protect Soogun.

That day was when he met a woman named Jisoo. Jimin was safe when she came into his life, not knowing it was the woman who took all his consequences for knowing Soogun's life. Jisoo suffered while Jimin has no idea about what she had encountered. Jimin thought that woman was just roaming around and is still with him because she has nowhere to hide from her past.

Jimin has really no idea what caused Jisoo to be missing and still being chased by people. But what he didn't know is that Jisoo stayed with him because she wanted to protect him, at least the way she only knew to remove those guilt and to express what her heart feels towards the man.

Silently sobbing out his feelings and tears brushing his cheeks very fast while holding the hand of his hyung tightly as fear of losing his Namjun-hyung controls him. He keeps blaming himself for letting it happen to his hyung.

Mama, on the other side of the room, has her eyes on the phone as she keeps dialing someone's phone number. It was his son, Junghyun, but no one answers her call as it only keeps ringing.

She gives up thinking that maybe he's already with the other hyungs at Seokjin's place, or maybe he's still with Mrs. Kim. Mama looks up the view outside the window and the thought about her children comes up in her mind. Wishing that someday they can finally be together again. It's been two years since she saw her youngest after her daughter was almost killed by the people who recognized her.

"You really came just as I thought. I knew you would suspect me. I told you already... I can do it again, no, I just have to do it again. I'm sorry but don't worry, I won't do the same thing. I won't also change what Mother wrote in her book. I will follow what was written, just as what really has to happen... I'll call you later, you better answer it. I have to go... hey, aren't you going to say anything before I go? Ugh, why are you still sleeping?!"

A hand of a woman places her hand at the hair of the sleeping man and brushes his hair gently. His phone keeps ringing on the table behind her but she has to ignore it, even when she knew it was her mother who was calling. She thought it would be just a waste of tears if she answers it, and that it would be better if her mother has no news about her.

"Yah, Oppa! How long are you gonna sleep on my bed?! You can't stay here... no one should know about this place. Hey, you can't be found dead here you know? You are not dead, right? You're still breathing..." she places her hand on his forehead and the increase of temperature touches her skin. "You're burning hot"

She grabs a small towel before leaving the room and goes to the kitchen to get a washing bowl and fills it with cold water. As she goes back inside the room, she places the towel on her brother's forehead after soaking it in cold water.

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