𓂃⋆ THIRD PERSON POV ⋆𓂃
A glimpse was all he got, but it was enough to bring his entire world come crashing down. The velvety skin he kissed every inch of. battle of regret and soon everyone realised that the height of iceberg above the water, was nothing compared to its depth beneath it.
His depths were not visible to the naked eye, but he surely was able to dive in deep through. He woke up with stiffness in his body. The throbbing in his head had subdued and he looked around anxiously. There stood his mother and father, looking happy for once after so long.
The smiles on their faces were genuine, as they stared at something or rather someone. Confused he tried to sit up with the support of his elbows. His eyes fell on a glass box kind of a thing, and his forehead had creases in confusion.
Jk: Mom?
He called in his hoarse voice, to only have her turn around towards him
Mrsjeon: Come Son...come here
Confused he stood up and started walking towards she. His hands holding on to the bed for support. As he came closer, the first thing his eyes fell on was a very tiny fist. Intrigued, he stepped forward to have his heart stop for the second time.
Except that this time, it was from happiness. A small angel was lying there, covered by tubes. The head was still to grow hair, brows were still to develop their shape and those eyes, they were still to open up.
The little chest was moving up and down and this alone made him move closer to realise if this was reality or a dream. But one thing that stood out the most was a wonder. A crescent-shaped birthmark adored the child's shoulder.
??: Doctors have to keep him in observation for the next few weeks.
Doctors said him surviving this was a miracle.its impossible to a baby live who born at after 7 months. So there half Chance that baby could servive.
Jungkook fingers traced the glass, as a smile automatically came on his lips. But it vanished the second he realised the cost of this happiness. His child was alive... breathing but does this mean? His wide eyes met his mom's happy ones.
Jk: Wh...ere is he?
The second he asked the question, his smile vanished to be replaced by sadness.
Jk: I asked where is he mom!!
The desperation in his voice made him answer in a low tone.
Mrsjeon: he is serious.. doctor s are not saying anything...
He turned around to reach him as soon as possible. His steps halted outside his door. Team of doctors stood there, engaged in discussion
??: No we can't....it is biphasic anaphylaxis...this was the second attack...plus...he just survived a cardiac arrest! My past experiences show that there is a 90% risk in this...but we don't have a choice...if we leave it here only...then anything can happen All him organs have already suffered a blow...him central nervous system shows symptoms of damage.... putting more pressure on any can ruin everything. This will get complicated if he doesn't wake up in next few hours....let's discuss with others first
The doctors were gone, making him run inside his room. Within seconds he had held his hands in his as he showered countless kisses on them. The tubes on his hands or their redness didn't stop him from kissing them. His shaking hands managed to touch his silken locks, that surrounded him pillowed head. He couldn't speak, the beeping of the heart monitor being the only sound surrounding them
JK: Tae...
He was only able to utter his name, everything else seemed to fade away. His closed eyes, the only focus of his attention.
Jk: Pl...ease.....Tae ...wake up....I...
He couldn't look at him any longer, every second felt like torture. You can't see the ones you love in pain. His eyes remained fixed on his slender fingers intervened with his.
??: You are not allowed to visit the patient...please move out sir.
Jk: Wh...at is happening to him....how is he...
??: The reaction caused hid blood pressure levels to fall drastically, leading to a cardiac arrest. The swelling... it's blocking everything....it's hampering the immune system, respiratory system...central nervous system. If the swelling doesn't go away in the next few hours....it will be very difficult.
The heart that taught him to beat was losing its beat. He can't let this happen..he can't die in front of his eyes. He can't just wait and watch his die.
Jk: Call the best doctors... don't worry about funds...just get the top doctors in the world...I....he has to live...
??: They are the best Sir....your father already arranged the best in the country. But no one can do anything... it's how best in the country. But no one can do anything... it's how his body responds to it.
He moved his head in a no...they have to do something...he can't lose him. Why don't these people understand? Grabbing the doctor by his collar he roared at him.
Jk: he has to live! Why don't you understand! he can't leave me..he understand! he can't leave me..he can't die!!
The doctor tried to break free his grip, trying to step back from him.
??: We are not God Sir...we can only try our best
His words made him lose his grip. How ironic were his words? The same words he has spoken to him when kai had died.
??:We are not God
He never felt so helpless before God has finally taught him the lesson he wanted to.
Value what you have for who they are, For flaws don't make them unattractive. Instead, they are the very source of their uniqueness which is way better than their perfection.
He was not going to leave him hand no matter what.
Holding onto his hand firmly, he was ready to stand by his side till he was fighting the biggest battle of his life.
Jk: You can do it my dear Ugly duckling, this ugly frog will patiently wait for your kiss....as it is only your kiss that has the power to turn him back into a prince
If you doesn't value someone, you deserve to lose them. Time has a wonderful way of showing you what matter to you.
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