𝙷𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 {𝚃𝙺} ✓

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 26

Hie Barbies
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Next day-
As Tae sat with tears streaming down his face, his mother gently soothing him, Namjoon approached with a tray of food in hand. He placed it on the table beside Tae, his expression heavy with concern.

''bear have some food please''...he insisted

"N-no, I'm not hungry''... Tae murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes red-rimmed and swollen from hours of crying.

''Tae, you need to eat something. You haven't eaten since yesterday"...Namjoon sighed softly, understanding the depth of Tae's pain. Tae shook his head weakly, the weight of his grief bearing down on him like a suffocating blanket.

''I can't...I can't think about food right now. I just want my kook to wake up''...he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion.

Namjoon's heart ached for Tae, knowing there was little he could do to ease his baby brother suffering. He reached out a hand, resting it gently on Tae's shoulder in a gesture of comfort.

"I understand, Tae, But you need to take care of yourself too. Jungkook wouldn't want to see you like this''...Namjoon said softly.

Tae's shoulders trembled with silent sobs as he leaned into his mother's embrace, the weight of his sorrow almost too much to bear. Namjoon watched him with a heavy heart, wishing there was something more he could do to ease his pain. Woojin who was standing infront of the gate of operation theatre too felt like crying at the situation but he needed to be strong for his family.

"I'll leave the food here, just in case you change your mind, I'll be here if you need anything, Tae. We all will''...Namjoon said gently, his voice tinged with sadness.

With that, Namjoon quietly left the room, leaving Tae to grapple with his grief in the silence of the hospital ward. As the hours stretched on, Tae remained lost in his anguish, his heart heavy with the uncertainty of Jungkook's fate.

As the doctor emerged from the operating room once more, Tae's heart pounded with anticipation and dread. He rushed to meet the doctor, his eyes wide with anxiety as he asked the question that weighed heavily on his mind.

"How is he? Is he going to be okay?"...Tae's voice trembled with emotion as he awaited the doctor's response. The doctor's expression was grave as he met Tae's gaze, his tone measured yet compassionate.

"Taehyung, I'm sorry. The surgery was challenging, and Jungkook lost a significant amount of blood. But we did everything we could''...he said, Tae's heart sank at the doctor's words, his worst fears threatening to overwhelm him.

"But is he going to make it? Please, tell me he's going to be okay''... he pleaded, desperation lacing his voice. The doctor's expression softened as he placed a reassuring hand on Tae's shoulder.

"We won't know for sure until he wakes up. Right now, he's stable, but he's still in critical condition. We'll continue to monitor him closely''...he nodded

"Thank you, doctor. Please, do everything you can to help him''...Tae nodded, his eyes brimming with tears as he absorbed the doctor's words.

With a sympathetic nod, the doctor offered Tae a small, reassuring smile before returning to attend to his patient. Tae's heart felt heavy with worry, but he clung to the hope that Jungkook would pull through, his unwavering love and determination guiding him through the uncertainty ahead.

As tears streamed down Tae's cheeks, he felt a crushing weight settle in his chest, threatening to suffocate him with its intensity. His body shook with silent sobs, each one a testament to the depth of his despair. He couldn't bear the sight of Jungkook lying so still, so vulnerable, hooked up to machines that seemed to echo the rhythm of his own faltering heartbeat.

In that moment of anguish, Tae felt utterly helpless, consumed by a sense of powerlessness that gnawed at his soul. He had always prided himself on his strength, his resilience, but now, faced with the possibility of losing the person he loved most in the world, he felt like nothing more than a shattered shell of his former self.

Every memory, every shared moment with Jungkook flashed before Tae's eyes, a bittersweet montage of joy and laughter, love and longing. How could he bear the thought of a future without Jungkook by his side, without his infectious smile to light up even the darkest of days?

As the weight of his grief threatened to overwhelm him, Tae clung to the small glimmer of hope that flickered within him, a beacon of light in the darkness. He whispered silent prayers to whatever higher power might be listening, begging for Jungkook's recovery, for one more chance to hold him close, to tell him how much he loved him.

But in the depths of his despair, Tae found solace in the knowledge that he was not alone, that he had a family and friends who stood by his side, ready to offer comfort and support in his darkest hour. And though the road ahead seemed impossibly long and fraught with uncertainty, Tae vowed to remain strong, to fight for Jungkook with every ounce of his being, until they could be together once more.

As Tae sat by Jungkook's bedside, the weight of his emotions bore down on him like a leaden cloak, threatening to crush him beneath their unbearable burden. With trembling hands, he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from Jungkook's forehead, his touch light and reverent as he whispered words of love and longing into the stillness of the room.

"Jungkook,,Please, my love, open your eyes. I need you. We all need you''...Tae began, his voice barely above a whisper, choked with tears and raw emotion.

His words hung heavy in the air, a desperate plea echoing in the silent expanse of the hospital room. Tae's heart ached with a pain so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing down on his chest, threatening to suffocate him with its intensity.

"I can't do this without you, You're my everything, Jungkook. My light in the darkness, my strength when I'm weak. Please, come back to me. I don't know how to live in a world where you're not by my side''... Tae continued, his voice cracking with emotion.

Tears flowed freely down Tae's cheeks as he poured out his heart to the man he loved more than life itself. Every word was laced with a depth of feeling that transcended mere language, a testament to the depth of his love and his longing for Jungkook's return.

"I'll do anything, Jungkook, Just please, wake up, tease me,  make me mad over your lame theories, please wake up I am incomplete without you love, I can't bear to lose you. Not now, not ever, i love you so much kook, please wake up''...  Tae whispered, his voice barely audible over the rhythmic hum of the machines that surrounded them.

In that moment, as Tae poured out his soul to the man he cherished above all else, he prayed with every fiber of his being that his words would reach Jungkook, that somewhere deep within the recesses of his unconscious mind, he would hear Tae's voice and know that he was loved beyond measure.

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