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Chapter 23

Third person's pov

As Jungkook hid in the bathroom, his heart pounded so loudly he was sure anyone outside could hear it. He glanced around, eyes flicking from the tiles to the mirror, trying to ground himself.

His phone vibrated, and he fumbled to answer it, the small device feeling slippery in his sweaty hand.

"Hello?" he whispered,

"Hello, this is Seoul International Hospital. We have to inform you something important," a nurse's voice came through the line,

Jungkook's pulse quickened, his free hand gripping the edge of the sink. "What's wrong?" he asked, fear threading through his voice.

"Your daughter has been in a terrible car accident," the nurse said.

Jungkook's eyes widened in shock, his entire body freezing for a moment before panic set in. He bolted from the bathroom, his footsteps echoing through the hallway. He flung open the door and ran towards the main entrance,

Heejin, who had been talking to Taehyung, saw him first. "Appa, what is he doing here?!" she exclaimed, her voice rising in surprise and confusion and pointing towards Jungkook.

Taehyung turned just in time to see Jungkook's tear-streaked and panicked face.

Ignoring Heejin's question, he rushed to Jungkook, his hands reaching out to steady him. "What's wrong?" he asked, holding onto Jungkook's shoulders.

Jungkook looked blank for a second, his mind still reeling. "My daughter- Wait... I don't have a daughter," he said, his voice faltering.

Suddenly, his phone rang again. It was the same nurse. "I am so, so sorry, sir. There was a misunderstanding. We dialed the wrong number," she apologized profusely.

Jungkook let out a shaky sigh, relief flooding through him. He ended the call without a word, his hand falling limply to his side. Taehyung, still holding his arm, looked at him intently, waiting for an explanation.

Heejin, louder this time, demanded, "Appa, what's going on?!"

After a few moments, Jungkook managed to tell Taehyung what had happened. Then Taehyung had to swear a hundred times that there is no romance between him and Jungkook as Heejin had asked.

They all moved to the living room. Jungkook sat on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped tightly together, while Taehyung and Heejin took seats across from him.

Heejin crossed her arms, her foot tapping impatiently on the floor. "So now...?" she prompted,

Taehyung quickly interjected, "Heejin, don't tell anything to the others!"

"Why?" Heejin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because your father said so," Jungkook added, trying to support Taehyung.

Heejin considered this for a moment before replying, "Alright, if I do that, what will I get in return?"

Taehyung sighed, running a hand through his hair. "What do you want?"

"Um... 50,000 won."

Taehyung's eyes widened. "What are you going to do with that money?"

"I want to buy a dress, and my salary hasn't come in yet," she explained, shrugging nonchalantly.

Taehyung relented, "Fine, I'll give it to you tomorrow. But you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially Soohyun."

Heejin nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "Remember, only friendship," she said before standing up and heading upstairs.