A Kim Taehyung ff.
[Book 2]
"Nice to meet you, S."
The doctor and the Gangster lived their lives peacefully until the darkness begins to invade their life again.
Everything falls apart. The laughter turned into sobs...
The nightmare of the country...
If a plan doesn't work, change it, not the goal...
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Taehyung opened his eyes to a bright, white ceiling that felt both foreign and unsettling. A dull ache throbbed at the back of his head, and memories flickered like shadows—his confrontation with the Eclipse gang. Bold of him to assume he could defeat them alone, yet he managed to take down three of their members before one of them struck him from behind.
As he turned his head, sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the hospital room. His gaze fell on his sleeping wife, Sri, who held one of his hands tightly, her head resting beside him. A wave of guilt washed over him; she must have been so worried about him.
A faint whimper broke the silence, drawing his attention back to Sri. Her forehead was furrowed, and beads of sweat glistened on her skin. Her breathing was uneven, and she clutched his arm as if it were a lifeline. Realizing she was trapped in a bad dream, he gently massaged her scalp with his free hand, hoping to soothe her.
Sri's eyes snapped open at his touch, but they quickly softened when she recognized him. "How do you feel?" Her voice was groggy, laced with sleep.
Taehyung didn't ask her about the nightmare but offered an apologetic smile instead. "I'm good."
"What were you thinking?! Who told you to go there alone?!" she began to scold, her voice rising with each word. "I never taught you to fight against a whole fucking gang like a child!!"
Here she goes, he thought, trying to suppress a smile as his eyes fell on her bandaged shoulder. "Was it because of me?" he pointed at it, concern etched on his face.
Sri hesitated for a moment but continued, completely ignoring his question. "Don't you even know what would have happened if I hadn't reached there on time? You idiot! Stupid doctor—Yah! What are you doing?" Her bewilderment grew as she saw him trying to sit up. Instantly, she rushed to help him, her scolding momentarily forgotten.
Pulling her into a bear hug, he silenced her rants. They remained like that for several moments before Sri whispered, "I was so scared. I thought I was going to lose you. First Taesoo, then you..." Her voice broke, emotion welling up inside her.
Kissing the top of her head, Taehyung mumbled, "I'm sorry. I didn't want you to get involved again."
"You can't stop me, Tae. I need to get our daughter back. I have to get her before it's too late. The police are of no help! Their powers are too limited." She broke the hug and sat up straight, determination flashing in her eyes.
Taehyung sighed in defeat, knowing she was right. "Tae?" he hummed in response. "I have killed anyone who tried to touch you." He stiffened at his own words, locking eyes with her. Her gaze was teary yet strong, a reflection of her unyielding spirit.
"I'm sorry, I broke my promise," she whispered, a hint of remorse in her voice.
Taehyung shook his head in denial. "Do whatever it takes to bring Taesoo back. I will not stop you unless you go on a suicide mission." Sri's gentle smile reassured him, but a knot of anxiety tightened in his chest. He had to stop Jungkook before he did anything reckless. Gangsters didn't value relationships; they would go to any lengths to achieve their goals.
