A Helping Hand | MYG & KTH

37 ~ Be Okay

Jaekyung POV

I'm beyond exhausted by the time we finally have my brother stabilized and have the bleeding stopped. He needed a transfusion due to how much blood he'd lost, which I ended up also doing since it turns out we're the same blood type. I'm not overly surprised by it considering we're twins, but I'm grateful for that little fact all the same, just relieved that we managed to save him. He'll probably be unconscious for a while, but none of it makes me feel any better, still severely shaken up by how close I'd come to losing him.

I just trudge along the halls with Dr. Koo by my side as we make our way over to where the waiting room is, and when we finally reach it, I decide it's probably for the best that I'm as wiped out as I am, having a feeling there truly would be a death tonight otherwise when my gaze lands on the only person still awake in the room. He jumps up immediately, making sure to be silent as he hurries over to us so as not to wake the others, handing me my jacket once he's close enough.

"You look exhausted." Taeju comments softly, worry on his face. I glare at him, still fully pissed off at him for disobeying me.

"You're lucky I'm exhausted otherwise you'd be dead by now." I growl out, being mindful not to be too loud so that the others won't wake.

"Taehyung made it through surgery. He's going to be okay. He's just going to need time to recover. He's unconscious currently, probably will be for a good few hours." Dr. Koo intervenes, turning to give me a bow once he's finished speaking.

"Good work tonight. Thank you for coming in, and I apologize for the rude awakening. Go get some rest." I tell him calmly before yawning. He merely nods, turning on his heel and walking away.

"You need to talk things out with all of them. You've got some with mixed feelings towards you at the moment and we both know that your brother will need to have a proper conversation with you as well." Taeju mumbles, clearly being mindful of the others as well as my own current state.

"No shit, Sherlock. You're fucking lucky I snapped out of it when I did otherwise he wouldn't have made in here in time. You fucking know better than to go against me, I warned you not do to this. You deliberately disobeyed me, Taeju. What? You thought I should finish the collection of gravestones I have? I needed add the last one?" I hiss angrily, still unsure of what to do with the man stood before me.

"I just wanted you to have a proper family, Jae. He may be all you have left, but it's better than nothing. He's not like the asshole you were stuck with at home. I just wanted to see you properly surrounded by people who should actually care about you. You deserve to be loved and cared for, Jae. You deserve to have your brother in your life and to have a partner that's going to treat you right and take care of you. I didn't think it was going to be easy to repair things with your brother, but I also didn't expect that it would bring us here either. I'm glad your brother's okay. I'm sorry that I caused this." Taeju breathes out, gaze cast down to the floor between us before giving me a bow.

I just keep my lips pursed, not all that certain of what to do with him. I have no doubts that his intentions were good, but I had also warned him about this. I have an image and a responsibility to uphold as well, and I don't need anyone thinking they're above or below punishment for not abiding by my word.

"You know I don't do three verbal warnings, Taeju. You're lucky I granted you two of them instead of the typical one. You know I can't just allow you to move on from this the way you have." I murmur, not really having the heart to go too in depth with all this shit right now. He wears a solemn expression, nodding.

"I'll take myself to hotel for proper treatment. I'd like to wait to this out with you and be sure that you're in good hands before heading out though, if you will." Taeju confirms softly, seeming to have already accepted his fate. I let out a small sigh, nodding wordlessly in agreement to this.