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Jungkook. 

The bunny boy is back, with him...with them.

But this is surely not the condition he thought he'd see, where Jungkook is not even able to breathe without the artificial oxygen being supplied to him. 

Taehyung sat beside the hospital bed on which Jungkook lay, an oxygen mask covering the most part of his face, while his neck had a neck collar around it, for according to the x-rays, not only his neck has a tiny fracture, the boy had broken ribcage, and sprained wrist and ankles, due to being held among the grasps of those damned metal chains and handcuffs. Not only this, he had bandages on most part of the boy, and at some places, even burns, as if someone had poked cigarettes onto his skin. His body also had whip marks, which were purplish-blue, and seriously showed how much torcher the boy had faced. 

Absolute disaster. 

That what was they thought, the doctors and the nurses, whenever Jungkook had to be taken to the washroom or treated in particular, but for Tae, and the rest of the BTS, it was nothing, rather they were ready to help in any way possible. 

Jungkook had been knocked out mostly, and whenever he opened his eyes, he simply stared at her or there or listened to what the others were saying to him, or talking among themselves. He never spoke, well, for once, he couldn't either. 

...

Today was the 7th day, here at the hospital, here in Jungkook's private room, managed by the topmost nurses and doctors, all due and by BTS. 

Taehyung remained always by the boy's side, doesn't matter if he slept the whole day. People were shocked to see him, surely, the topmost CEO staying at a hospital, and not even caring about his own health. But all that mattered to the said male, was the boy, and that, he couldn't manage to leave him, once again. Such was his fear, and such was his care. The other boys took turns, bringing food, managing companies, and work, managing the papers and everything at the hospital itself, and managing Taehyung too, who even went to bathe or freshen up, reluctantly. 

Jungkook wasn't supposed to be eating food, yet, he was being provided with glucose, and needed fluids via IV. 

...

Taehyung entered the room, wearing loose brown pants and a white t-shirt, drying his hair with a small towel, for he had just taken a bath as Jimin and Suga were left to stay with Jungkook. 

However, as soon as he looked up at the bed where Jungkook usually lay, his towel dropped, for he saw Jungkook's oxygen mask removed and the boy sitting, while staring outside the window, even though he was still wearing that collar, he still looked the most angelic person Tae had ever seen. 

'Hey, Tae, can you pass me the water bottle?'- said Jimin as he noticed Tae's figure, but the latter was frozen at his place, and didn't even notice that he was being asked to do something. 

The time which had paused began to play as Tae was knocked on the forehead by a done Suga who was holding, what looked like towels and a bowl of water in his hand.

'Dude, stare later, and pass the damn water bottle to Chim.'

Taehyung nodded quickly and moved to the table, in the corner of the room, where stuff like water bottles, quick snacks, spare clothes, and medicines was kept. He picked up the bottle, moved across the couch, and towards Jimin who was wiping Jungkook's arms softly, with a small wet towel. 

'Yah! Kookie is thirsty, make him drink slowly.' - was the next command from the purple-haired short boy, and Tae nodded, twisting and taking off the cap, and holding the bottle close to Jungkook's lips, while holding the back of his head softly, and making him drink, as Jungkook looked at Tae's hand for he could feel the latter's stare at his face clearly.

𝕋'𝔸𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕣. 《Taekook》Where stories live. Discover now