Wringing in rain water, taking fast steps she reached the door which read "Room No-403" She went in and sighed in Woe.
Yes, She decided to pay a visit to him.She was feeling a strange restlessness in her body.She threw a fleeting glare at Suga before walking towards Jungkook.
Jungkook passed a small smile at Y/n. He was hard to recognise, His cavernous eyes had lost all its colours and the deepness he carried in them. The sallow colour of his skin clearly showed how weak he had turned.
Dark Circles around his eyes...and the foul smell that emanated from him made it all clear for her that in what conditions he had been living in, since she left.
Everyone went out of the room exept Y/n who sat near his bed passing small glances at him.
Jungkook:You came ( He said slowly)
She didn't reply just stared at his wrist.Which was wrapped in bandages. She sighed and turned to him.
Y/n:Why did you do that? (She asked coldly yet calmly)
Jungkook: *chuckles softly* I don't know...i-it felt as if my soul has left me.
Y/n knew whom he was directing this to...unknowingly, her eyes brimmed up with tears..She cleared her throat and took a deep breath in order to stop the tears from falling.
Y/n:Well, maybe you had killed your soul a long time ago.
(She smiled...The smile that was hiding so much pain in it.)
She got up ready to leave. She noticed how his lips trembled and tears that welled up in his eyes.She hurriedly turned around to go but halted and squeezed her eyes shut as she felt him holding her wrist tightly.
Jungkook:Y-You will c-come a-again right?
(He said cooing...she could feel him crying. His breaths which were unsteady was the only thing that could be heard in that room)
A tear dropped from Y/n's eyes as well..She slowly nodded her head biting her quivering lips so hard.He hesitantly left her hand and she dashed out of the room.
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The whole reception turned silent when those men in brown and black long trench coats entered in the hospital.
Each and Every staff was aware of the fact that who these guys were.
Their walk holded so much authority and dominance. The fear in the air was visible. Their dangerous and cavernous gazes bored deep into every single soul present their and their lips tugged upward when they saw that the people were scared of even taking in breath.
They reached the reception and the one who had no emotions only darkness was what he held throughout his veins litted up a cigarette. Beads of sweat dropped from the receptionist's forehead.
The one who was a little short compared to the other 2 spoke.
Jimin: Mr. Jeon Jungkook is in which room?
The receptionist hurriedly started searching his name on her computer.
(The one who had no emotions had now started tapping his feets.)Taehyung:You can't find it? (He said tauntingly but his tone was clearly threatening)
RCP:Y-Yes sir- Mr.Jeon Jungkook is in Room No. 403.
They straight up started walking towards the room and the receptionist along with the other staffs breathed out a sigh of relief.Meanwhile:
Y/n dashed out of the room. Tears continously fell down from her eyes..Taking her palm up she wiped her tears harshly but yelped when she bumped herself in something or maybe...
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