Dream came True

~38~

JK’s POV

We landed in Saudi Arabia late at night. All that’s left is to reach our hotel and get some sleep. As for her—noona—I haven’t seen her since I got back from the military. She was on vacation, and then I had to fly out for our concert tour. I really hope we get to talk.
Meanwhile, Tae was oddly quiet the whole flight. Not even talking to Jimin. I have no idea what happened, but I’m guessing Amar is involved.

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Amar’s POV
It’s the second day since they arrived in Saudi, and not one of them has called. Not even Jimin.
Their concert is tomorrow—I hope it goes well. Work has been good, and Dylan hasn’t shown up since Tokyo. Feels like I’ve slipped back into my old life. Just business. No chaos.
But the silence from them? It's driving me crazy. I’ve grown used to them. And now, nothing.
Still, I’ll prove to Tae that I can take care of myself.

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On the phone...
"Hey Jinnie, how are you?"
"I’m fine. You?"
"Also fine… just lonely."
"Aww, don’t be. We’re coming in a few days."
"And the boys?"
"All good. Kookie’s the most excited—it’s his comeback concert after all."
"Of course… So, Jimin? He’s not answering my calls."
"He’s fine. Just busy with rehearsals. You know him—hardest worker of us all. But I’ll tell him to call you as soon as he can."
"No, don’t. He’ll call if he wants. What about Tae?"
"He’s right here—eating. I’ll hand the phone over."

"Hey Taetae… how are you?"
"Didn’t Jin just tell you we’re fine?"
"So you’re still mad…"
"I don’t want you to worry about me. I’m doing fine. I’m surrounded by friends. Tara is with me. I’m not doing anything to raise my heart rate. Desk all day. Bed all night. Nothing to worry about."
"If you really didn’t want me to worry, you would’ve come with us. Now, all I can think about is getting to you. And I can’t. So I keep overthinking and I mess up at work. Happy now?"
"Taehyung, I’m fine. You don’t need to stress yourself."
"I have to go now. Take care."
"I will. Please focus on your concert. Bye."

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Suga’s POV
Today’s the concert. JK’s comeback. We’re minutes away from going on stage.
Jimin’s panicking—Hobi pranked him and now his hair’s a mess.

ring ring
He ignores it.
ring ring
Still ignoring.
"Just answer it! It’s giving me a headache!" Hobi groans.
"It’s your fault!" Jimin snaps.
ring ring
"It’s Amar," Jin says, checking the screen.
"I’ll call her later."
"You’ve been ignoring her since we landed!" Jin scolds.
"Yoongi, you answer it," Jimin says.

So I do.
"HELLO?? AMAR—SHE’S IN THE HOSPITAL. THE AMBULANCE TOOK HER. HER HEART—IT STOPPED!!"
My heart froze. Her heart… what?
I mumbled something, closed the call, and turned away.

"What did she want?" Jimin asks.
"She… she wished us luck."
"I’ll call her after."
"No! I mean… she said she’s busy today. Don’t call."

My mind was spiraling, but the lights dragged me to stage. After 5 songs, we took a break. I pulled Namjoon aside.

"She’s in the hospital. Her heart stopped. They don’t know how bad it is."
"What?! When?!"
"Right before the concert. I answered Jimin’s phone."
"Okay… we won’t tell Jimin. I’ll send someone to be with her. If it gets worse, someone will fly back."
"Who will you send?"
"Dylan."
"No. Not him."
"Why not?"
"Just… no. Anyone else."
"I’ll send a staff member from Korea."

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Taehyung’s POV
"When did that happen??" Namjoon said.
My ears perked up. I overheard Yoongi. Jimin’s phone… Amar… hospital… someone flying back?

Dylan?
HER?
No. No, no, no.
I slipped away, pulled out my phone and called Tara.

"Taehyung?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
"Calm down. What’s going on?"
"Tell your precious friend he’s not needed anymore. The one time she needs him—he ignores her calls!"
"Tara… what happened?"
"Her heart stopped. The ambulance came. She’s still unconscious—but she doesn’t need him. I’m with her."
I couldn’t breathe.
"I’m coming."
"Don’t bother. She’ll be fine without you."
She hung up.

I grabbed my bag, makeup half-removed. RM stopped me at the gate.

"Where are you going?"
"To Korea. She needs someone."
"We have a concert. I already sent someone."
"You sent the wrong someone!"
"You won’t make her better by rushing there. Calm down."
"She was supposed to come with us! Now I can’t think straight. I’m leaving."
"No. Come to your senses."

I pushed through.
Concert finished. JK gave his speech. He cried. I didn’t wait.

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14 hours later
I landed at noon and rushed to the hospital. Tara sent the address.
"Room number?" I asked the receptionist.
I pushed open the door.

Two heads turned.
Amar. And… Adam?

"What is HE doing here?"
"Told you, I have someone when I need them," Amar said with a smile.
"He knew??"
"I’m her brother." Adam said.
"Brother??"
"Another surprise. Sorry," Amar said, nibbling her lip.

"Are you better?" I asked, sitting beside her.
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"Tara told me. Though, she tried calling Jimin… Suga answered."
"I told her not to call anyone. That explains the guy hovering outside. Probably RM’s staff."

"You should’ve just called me," she said.
"I don’t know… I just ran to the airport."
"Is Jimin here?" she asked, eyes flicking to the door.
"No. Just me."
I saw her heart break. The smile faded.

"Told you, sis. He’s not the one. He couldn’t even show up."
"No! He didn’t even know. He hasn’t checked his phone."
"And why is that?" Adam said coldly.
"We’re busy with the concert!" I tried.
"Admit it—he used her. The moment she said no, he disappeared."

Her tears started to fall.

"Amar, don’t believe that. Talk to him."
"No boyfriend who loves his girlfriend makes her feel this alone," she whispered.
"Will you shut up?!" I barked at Adam.
"I’m stating facts."

I grabbed his collar.

"ENOUGH!" Amar stood. "I hate seeing my brothers fight."
"Brothers?! Will your brother try to kiss you??"