Destined by fate 💜

3. Mournful.

Jeon Mansion

It was evening and according to the plan, they all sat down to watch movies together after a long, long time.

As the evening drew on, they began to feel a little hungry. Jungkook, ever the thoughtful one, volunteered to make some snacks.

Everyone was excited because Jungkook's homemade food was something no one ever wanted to miss.

Cooking had always been Jungkook's second passion, after painting, which was his first. From the age of 18, he'd begun learning how to cook from the best: his mother, Irene. Why would he learn anywhere else when he had such an amazing cook right at home?

Currently, Jungkook and Irene are in the kitchen, preparing homemade cookies and brownies. Irene had insisted on helping, despite Jungkook trying to convince her to rest. But after a few failed attempts to get her to relax, he gave up—his mom could be just as stubborn as he was.

As they worked side by side, gossiping about everything and nothing, Jungkook found himself smiling.

He definitely got his stubbornness from her.

Meanwhile, Jimin saw his opportunity and quietly slipped upstairs to his room to video call his boyfriend. This was the only chance he'd have, with Jungkook and Irene busy in the kitchen, and his dad, Eunwoo, occupied with a business call.

He grabbed his phone quickly, excitement bubbling up inside him, and dialled Yoongi's number. But when the call wasn't answered, his heart sank.

That’s strange. Yoongi always picks up.

He tried again, this time more anxious than before. Thank God, the call was picked up.

"Hello, hyu—" Jimin was cut off mid-sentence.

"Jimin, can we talk later?" Yoongi's voice was strained, something clearly wrong.

Jimin's heart clenched in worry. "Hyung, is everything okay?" The unease in his voice was clear. Something had to have happened. Yoongi never used his full name—he always called him "baby" or something sweet. The sudden shift in tone sent alarm bells ringing in Jimin's mind.

"I can't talk now, Jimin. I'm at the hospital... Jennie's been admitted. I’ll explain everything later, okay?"

"Jennie? What happened? Is the baby alright?" Jimin's voice trembled, panic setting in.

"She fell down the stairs. They're operating on her right now...her and the baby's condition is serious." Yoongi’s voice cracked, the weight of the situation clearly bearing down on him. Just yesterday, everything had been fine. They were all so excited about the baby, about the new addition to the family. And now, this...

"Wh—what? Hyung, I’m coming. I’ll be there soon." Jimin didn’t wait for a response before hanging up. His heart was racing, his thoughts frantic. Without a second thought, he ran downstairs.

As Jimin raced down the stairs to the living room, his mom, dad, and Jungkook were sitting on the sofas, enjoying snacks. The atmosphere was calm, a stark contrast to the panic coursing through Jimin.

When Eunwoo noticed his son's frantic demeanor, he asked, "What’s going on, baby mochi? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Appa…" Jimin’s voice wavered as he explained the situation to everyone.

Shock spread across their faces. Worry immediately clouded the room. This wasn’t just news—this was a family emergency.

Without hesitation, they all decided to accompany Jimin to the hospital. After all, the Kim and Jeon families had grown incredibly close over the years, especially after Jimin and Yoongi started dating. What once was a relationship built on business had blossomed into a close-knit bond between the two families. They supported each other through every high and low, and now, they had to be there for the Kims in this dark moment.

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At Seoul Hospital.

Jennie had been admitted to the operating theater, and the family anxiously waited outside in the hallway.

Ye-Jun, Ha-rin, and Jiwoo sat on the chairs. Ye-Jun was doing his best to comfort Ha-rin, who was sobbing uncontrollably. Despite his own grief, he held himself together, trying to be strong for his family.

Jiwoo’s face was emotionless, her feelings hidden behind a mask that no one could read. Next to her stood Soo-ah, who oddly showed no signs of worry—something that everyone failed to notice amidst the chaos.

Namjoon was nearby, doing his best to comfort Jin, who was crying into his arms. Namjoon himself was barely holding it together, struggling to process how things had changed so quickly. Just hours ago, they were all excitedly talking about the baby, and now...

Yoongi and Min-Jun were busy handling the formalities, contacting every specialist they could to ensure Jennie had the best care possible.

In the middle of it all, Tae stood frozen, staring at the doors of the operating theater. His face was blank, devoid of any emotion. His friends and family glanced at him, trying to gauge his thoughts, but his expression was unreadable.

After what felt like an eternity, the doctor finally emerged from the operating room.

Tae rushed forward. "Doctor, what’s happening? Are they okay? Is the baby okay?"

The doctor’s face was grim. "Mr. Kim , the situation is critical. Both the mother and the baby are in danger. We can only save one of them .... please, make a decision quickly, or you may lose both."

The hallway fell silent as everyone froze, hearts sinking at the doctor’s words. How do you choose between two lives?

Tae stumbled back, his legs giving way, but Namjoon was quick to catch him. The weight of the world seemed to crash down on his shoulders all at once.

"And Mr. Kim," the doctor added gently, "Your wife has been calling for you. She’s awake now, and I think you should go speak with her."

With trembling hands, Tae entered the operating room. Fifteen minutes later, he came out, his face streaked with dried tears. His eyes were bloodshot, his entire body trembling.

The family gathered around him, their hearts breaking at the sight.

The doctor returned with the form, the one Tae would need to sign to authorise the procedure. He handed it to Tae, who took it with shaking hands.

Everyone waited in tense silence for his decision, breaths held as they watched Tae battle with the impossible choice. The silence seemed to stretch on for an eternity.

Finally, Tae spoke, his voice barely audible but clear enough to shock everyone.

"Save the baby "

Gasps filled the hallway as his decision sank in. Shock and disbelief were written across every face.

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