ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ • ᴠᴍɪɴ & ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

53. An Upset Inner Child

The pain of a child never keeps the parents quiet, only if they are caring and good enough to realize the value of having a child.

Dowoo and Taehyung's parents had always tried their best in raising the two, from working hard to bring food for them on the table to give them access to basic necessities which comparatively was given more to the younger for obvious reasons, why? Because one of their children was in pain and they needed to make sure of everything that could possibly lessen it.

And now it's Dowoo who's in pain and as being the parents they drove all the way up to the hospital on a single call by the younger.

Taehyung is bad at keeping secrets and it's stupid to even hide situations like this from his parents because he needed them more than anything else.

And so they came all the way up, leaving everything they were doing in their lives to be right next to their son.

The hurried and worried pair of parents left the car to get inside and luckily Jungkook noticed them, approaching the two.

“Uncle, auntie… this is me, Jungkook.” Jungkook blocked their way as he let the two know who stopped for a while, looking at the guy who they recognised knowing he's friends with both their sons.

And this is not how Jungkook wanted to meet them for the first time in his life.

“Jungkook-ah… Dowoo, where's Dowoo?” The mother asked eagerly, holding onto the young guy's arm who took the bag from her arm to be in his hands, taking the hold of the other bag from their father's in his hand as well to lessen their load.

“Please don't worry, he's alright and I'll lead you two to him.” The parents let the guy take their bags and lead them inside, not going unnoticed by the two for being just so kind.

After a while, the parents finally got up to the floor, making their way to the waiting area near that ICU where they spotted their son and his friend sitting there.

“Taehyung-ah…”

Just when the younger twin heard his parents say, he turned his head around and rushed all the way up to end up in their arms.

The poor guy was too eager to get a hold of them together, one arm around his mother and another over his father, face squeezed between them as he began to cry.

Jungkook let their bags lay in a corner, standing back straight and sparing his attention to them and then Jimin.

The way Jungkook then stood there, helplessly watching them, while Jimin couldn't even meet his eyes with them, not even spare his attention to them with all that guilt sprinting through his veins.

“What- what happened to Dowoo? How did he get hurt? How?” The father asked with pure concern seen through his nervous hands holding his younger son’s, eyes showing visible terror of any possible threat while Taehyung simply tried to inhale as deep as he could through those fresh tears.

It's hard to explain to a parent how their child was mercilessly stabbed by a stranger just for being naive, no one's at fault, possibly just those rogue beasts roaming in a dark street.

But the question arises, how did he end up in this situation?

The answer was clear and Jimin was terrified to even be hated by his parents for this reason. But he doesn't know that he had nothing to do with that to even start with.

But Jungkook was already analyzing the situation and decided to take a part in the conversation.

“Please sit down, I'll explain everything to you.” Jungkook then walked in between and the parents looked hopefully at the guy, the father eagerly reaching to hold Jungkook's one extended hand to hold in between his both hands, looking up at him hopefully.