Bunny - The Tragedy || A Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction ||

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A panicked taehyung rushed inside towards the reception of the City hospital with his sweaty hair messed up and face soaked in tears. His bones shivered at the thought of him being late. He never believed in God but he prayed in his head, if there was, then please don't let anything happen to you.

People's attention turned to him, seeing him running and stumbling on his steps in the hospital, sobbing and continuously wiping the tears, rambling to himself, but he didn't care about those sympathetic looks that people gave him.

" How may I help yo-"

" Where is Shijin?!!" He exclaimed.
The receptionist was quite slow not understanding his urgency.

" Sir, can you please tell me their full name." She politely requested.
" Yoon Shijin. She-she's a Pancreatic cancer patient." He stammered in between his crys.

" Please wait." She scrolled through her computer making him more impatient and panicked. " Please do it quickly!!" He yelled, his face soaked up in tears.

" Yes sir, a surgery was scheduled for her today. But I need you to tell me your details firs-"

" SHUT UP! Where is she!!??" He shouted scaring the nurse. Now understanding his emergency, she didn't sought to interrogate further.
" I'm sorry sir, It's room no. 543, 6th floor." She said.

Taehyung was already gone to the elevator, hurriedly pushing on the buttons. His heartbeats insane, no matter how much he tried to compose himself together and calm down a bit, he couldn't help but worry and panic.

Never in a million years he could bring himself to accept the thought that the one, with whom he spent the whole of his childhood, see her grow into a fine lady, had a trunk of memories, and that she would never meet him again, never be able to scold him again for being formal and that the seat of Celline's CEO would be left empty forever.

With unsteady steps he runs out of the elevator finding for the said room. It didn't take him very long to spot the door with a silver plate, 543. His heart thumped in anxiety. Trembling hands roamed on the door and finally set on the handle.

He pushed it with so much force, to his luck the gate wasn't locked.

Why isn't the surgery going on? Did he enter the wrong room?

He barged inside the room and as soon as he did, he froze on his spot. A severe shock hit him and his heartbeats almost dropped. The doctor's and nurses stood surrounding the bed, their hands clasped in the front of their torsos and head hung low as a sign of their deepest respects and honour.

There you laid, hospitals sheets covering up till your neck, eyes closed. Face pale and

Dead.

Yes, the surgery was over. All the essential organs were dissected out from the body and stored in preservatives. No one other than the doctors could have the courage to have a look at your body. It was sealed in plastic wraps and then covered with sheets.

One of the doctors looked up at the shocked taehyung, who stood dead on his place, unblinking eyes making constant efforts to make him believe that his fears have come true. He has already lost his best friend.

An abrupt concern striked him and he finally made a moment, running to your bed but only to be stopped by the team of medical staff.
" Sir, please calm down." Mr. Lim said, holding his arm with so much struggles, only to be jerked off when taehyung turned around with his red eyes ready to burn everyone that snatched his only best friend from him.

He grabbed the doctor's collar, aggressively shaking him up while the others panicked to stop him.
" OPERATE HER!! BRING HER BACK TO LIFE!"

" Sir, please calm down yourself. It's not possible."