Savior | Taekook

1. Destiny

Freedom means you are unobstructed in living your life as you choose. Anything less is a form of slavery.

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Third Person POV :

The echo of the stretcher wheels cut through the silence of the nearly deserted hospital corridor of late night hours, accompanied by hurried footsteps that seemed to skip in time with the rhythmic thud of a heart racing with worry. The evening air felt thick with tension as the clock ticked away the precious moments. 

"NO! Hyung, just hold on for a few minutes! You will be alright, I promise! I'm here for you," the 22-year-old boy exclaimed, his voice trembling with desperation as he paced alongside the stretcher. His heart raced, each frantic breath twisting his stomach tighter, urging the handsome man lying there to stay conscious. "Hyung... please, just stay with me!"

The man on the stretcher, exasperation painted across his features, let out an exaggerated sigh. With a dramatic roll of his eyes, he attempted to sit up. But with quick reflexes, the younger pushed him back down. He made another futile attempt only to be pushed back again.

"Hyung! Please don't move!" Panic seeped through his every word, his expression a mix of concern and frustration.

"Yahhh...Jungkook! I just had a fever and you're really jumping at the chance the moment you see it, huh? And...really? A stretcher? Did I have a heart failure or some accident? I can walk! Moreover, I am completely fine now. You just stop now. I have more important matters to attend to than these theatrics, you little doofus.....Plan for the stakeholder meeting, reviewing the quarterly financial performance, meeting with the clients followed by a dinner. Will you do that all?!" Seokjin's protests echoed weakly as he squirmed against the restraints of his predicament. Yet Jungkook, resolute and undeterred, continued his mission.

"You should've been more careful! Did you even think about how worried I was? If you don't listen, I'll call your mom. That'll be a scene you won't want to face... Imagine it, Hyung... One month of her notorious nagging with ABSOLUTELY NO BREAK! So decide... deal with me for two days or one month with your mom?" Jungkook smirked, and an inkling of victory flickered behind his eyes as he maneuvered the stretcher deeper into the heart of the hospital.

As they reached the VIP room, Jungkook practically launched Seokjin onto the bed. The moment was swift, transformative, and laden with the weight of concern. Not long after, the doctor entered, radiant and ready to delve into the chaos.

Jungkook rushed forward, gripping the doctor's hands as if his very life depended on it. "Doctor, you have to save him! He has a fever, and I swear it's something serious!" His wild eyes darted back and forth, filled with an urgency that made even the seasoned doctor chuckle. The patient on the bed was more agitated at his exaggerated words.