"Jungkook, we need to talk," Namjoon said, his voice serious.
"What is it?" Jungkook asked, not looking up.
"Your grandfather's will... it's been read," Tae said, hesitating.
Jungkook's eyes narrowed. "What does it say?"
Yoongi stepped forward. "You...
Jungkook's anger had simmered down, replaced by a growing sense of unease. He realized his mistake, and his heart raced with fear. Where was Jimin?
He searched the building, asking employees and managers, but no one had seen him. Panic set in, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
He rushed to the security room, his eyes scanning the monitors. That's when he saw Jimin, running in the rain, his face contorted in tears.
Jungkook's heart sank, his stomach dropping. He knew he had fucked up, big time.
He grabbed his car keys and hit the road, searching for Jimin everywhere. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he spotted a figure lying in the street.
He pulled over, his heart racing, and rushed to Jimin's side. He scooped him up in a bridal carry, his heart aching with regret.
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Back at their penthouse, Jungkook called his family doctor, his hands shaking with worry. "Doc, please come quickly. Jimin's unconscious."
The doctor's voice was calm. "I'll be right there. But Jungkook, what happened?"
Jungkook's voice cracked. "I was too harsh, Doc. I pushed him away, and he ran. I found him in the street, unconscious."
The doctor's tone turned serious. "Jungkook, Jimin's condition sounds critical. I'll be there soon."
Jungkook's eyes never left Jimin's face, his heart heavy with guilt. "Please, Doc, save him."
