"It's a baby boy," the doctor politely announced.
"Thank you," Namjoon smiled gratefully. "How is Jungkook?"
"He's in sedation, but just before that, he asked for 'hyung,'" the doctor inquired, looking at Yoongi.
"No, it's Tae," Yoongi corrected gently.
A nurse entered the room, carrying a white bundle. "Here," she said as Joon took the child with tearful eyes. "Beautiful," he whispered as he cradled the baby.
"Hey, baby, it's me, your uncle," Yoongi whispered with tears in his eyes.
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Yoongi fed Jimin, spoon by spoon, saying, "This is the last one."
"I want to see Papa," Jimin weakly voiced.
"Baby, please, just have this," Yoongi implored. "Please, baby."
"Call Papa!" Jimin shouted.
"Minni..."
"I want to see him. I don't want anything else," Jimin cried loudly. "Please, call him, please.".
Without hesitation, Yoongi walked out and called Joon, saying, "Appa..."
"Stay here," Joon instructed him before walking over to Jimin.
"Appa..." Jimin hugged his father. "Where is he? Please call him. Why hasn't anyone come to see me? Papa, hyung... do they hate me?"
"What are you saying, baby? Why would they hate you?" Joon reassured him. "Hyung is on a ventilator, and Papa..." Joon paused for a moment. "He's gone somewhere."
"Where?" Jimin looked up with anxious eyes.
"Far away from us. He can't come back, but we will go to him one day," Joon comforted him.
Jimin stared at his father, tears still streaming down his face. "I want him. I can't be without him. Please..."
"I know," Joon kissed his head lovingly. "It's okay. Just relax. I've always wanted my children to be strong enough." The room is filled with the sound of sobbing.
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Jungkook stared at the wall in silence, his hands and legs bound. The boy's demeanor was erratic, shifting between violent outbursts, screams, tears, and calls for his "hyung." Whenever hope flickered in his eyes as he gazed at the door, it was soon shattered when he believed his "hyung" had gone with someone else, leading to threats of harm to everyone. Occasionally, the boy appeared entirely normal, engaging with others, caring for his child, and mourning his losses.
"Hey, Kooki," Yoongi sat beside him, speaking tenderly. "Do you want to take a bath?"
Jungkook, still lost in his thoughts, asked, "Where has he gone with her?"
Confused, Yoongi inquired, "Who?"
"Hyung," Jungkook replied, "He went with her... he hates me."
Yoongi reassured him gently, "No, baby. He's gone to buy a gift for you and the baby. Let's get up and take a bath. You need to feed the baby."
Jungkook hesitated, fear evident in his eyes. "No... they will kill me," he pointed toward an unseen threat.
"Who?" Yoongi pressed.
"They... that man and woman," Jungkook whispered, trembling. "They will kill me... please save me..."
Yoongi held his brother close, comforting him. "No one's going to kill you. I'll protect you; you're my brother. Nothing will happen to you; no one will touch you." Yoongi then cared for Jungkook, bathing him, dressing him, and feeding him.
