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Final EP: The Last Visit

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Two years later...

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Two years had slumbered away since Taehyung's world plunged into an abyss of uncertainty. His heavy eyelids blinked open, revealing a sterile hospital room, his world slowly emerging from a haze of unconsciousness. The antiseptic scent hung in the air, and the distant hum of machinery whispered the intricacies of medical care.

His limbs protested as if time itself had frozen around him, and the stiffness in his body begged acknowledgment. Wires snaked from his hand to a machine beside him, pulsating with the rhythm of vital signs. The harsh reality of hospital life clawed its way into focus.

As awareness slowly settled, panic seized him. The room, devoid of familiarity, felt like a foreign land. Two years lost, memories stolen. A haunting disorientation lingered. His mind reached out, desperately grasping at the fragments that eluded him.

The last threads of recollection tightened around his consciousness – where he desperately tried to shield Taehee. Fear crept in as he called out, the words a raw expression of longing.

"Jungkook! Taehee! Jiyeon! Please, where are you all?!" His voice echoed in the room. "Why did you leave me alone here?!"

The commotion in his room summoned nurses, their hurried entrance met with Taehyung's desperate attempt to break free from the entwining wires. Urgency painted their movements as they tried to restrain him, but panic fueled his resistance.

"How are you feeling?" a nurse inquired, attempting to gauge his state. Unwilling to be assessed, Taehyung pushed her aside, a determination to escape the sterile confines gripping him. His demands for answers about Jungkook and Taehee hung in the air.

"Where is Jungkook? Where are my daughters?" he pleaded, desperation coloring his words. The nurse, a calm presence amidst chaos, reassured him. Jungkook had gone home for dinner, she explained, promising his imminent return with their daughter. Taehyung, still agitated, questioned the reliability of this information.

"It's his daily routine—dinner at home, back here with his daughter, spending the night, and returning in the morning for work," she elucidated. Surprise etched across Taehyung's face as he struggled to process this revelation. Confused and disoriented, he pressed for details about his hospital stay, the missing memories haunting him.

"How long have I been here? Why don't I remember being brought here?" His questions hung in the air, the nurse's hesitation palpable.

With a somber expression, she disclosed the staggering truth. "Taehyung, you've been in a coma for two years." The weight of those words settled, and time itself seemed to pause in the echoing silence of revelation.

"No way," he uttered, disbelief resonating in his voice, tears welling up in his eyes. The nurse, with a gentle nod, confirmed the harsh reality – a severe head injury had stolen two years of his life. Overwhelmed, Taehyung's legs gave way, and he sank to the cold hospital floor, unable to fathom the magnitude of the lost time.

Empathy softened the nurse's gaze as she guided him back to the bed, cautioning against excessive movement. "Wait for Jungkook," she advised, her words a lifeline in the tumult of emotions. Taehyung, sitting on the edge of the bed, felt the weight of the revelation settle upon him. The missing pieces of his life loomed large, and the journey of rediscovery stretched before him.

Tears streamed down Taehyung's face, a tangible expression of the overwhelming emotions that engulfed him. The reality of two lost years weighed heavily on his shoulders, and he grappled with the enormity of being in a coma for such a substantial span of time. Determined to find answers, he wiped away the evidence of his tears and sought solace in the one person he trusted most – Jungkook.