As Taehyung and Jimin raced towards the doctors with Jungkook in tow, the battlefield lay in eerie silence, the once chaotic clash of swords now replaced with the whispers of uncertainty among the warriors.Y/N lay unconscious, her body vulnerable and alone on the blood-stained ground.
Taehyung's heart raced, not just from the urgency of saving Jungkook, but from the overwhelming guilt and realization of what he had just done.
How could he have hurt his own brother? The brother he had been searching for all these years? His mind was a whirlwind of emotions-rage, sorrow, and desperation.
Jungkook, weakened but still conscious, clung to his brother as best he could. "Taehyung... please... stop the war," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Our family... don't let more blood be spilled."
Taehyung, his eyes glistening with tears, nodded fiercely. "I will. Just hold on, Jungkook. Don't leave me."
Jimin, riding beside Taehyung, glanced back at the battlefield, his heart heavy with worry for Y/N.
"Lord Taehyung, Y/N... she-" Jimin began, but he hesitated, knowing the critical state of Jungkook. They had to prioritize getting Jungkook to safety first.
Upon reaching the medical quarters, they barged in, startling the doctors who were on standby. "Help him!" Taehyung demanded, his voice cracking with fear.
The doctors sprang into action, immediately attending to Jungkook's wounds.
They carefully laid him down, working swiftly to stabilize his condition. Taehyung hovered close by, his entire being focused on Jungkook's survival.
Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, the warriors had begun to disperse, their leaders uncertain about what to do next.
The abrupt ceasefire had left them in limbo. But among the scattered soldiers, a few noticed the lone figure lying on the ground.
One of the warriors, recognizing Y/N, ran over to her. "She's still breathing!" he shouted to the others, and they quickly gathered around, lifting her gently and carrying her to the same medical quarters where Jungkook was being treated.
As they entered, Jimin's eyes widened in relief and fear when he saw Y/N in their arms. "Y/N!" he exclaimed, rushing to her side as they laid her down on a nearby bed.
Taehyung turned at the sound of Jimin's voice and saw Y/N unconscious. His heart sank. "Y/N..." he whispered, torn between staying with Jungkook and going to Y/N.
The doctors quickly assessed Y/N's condition. "She's exhausted, but she'll be okay," one of them said, offering a small reassurance.
Taehyung finally allowed himself to breathe, but the weight of everything was crushing him.
His brother, his wife, the war he had foolishly started-everything seemed to be spiraling out of control.
Jimin, sensing Taehyung's turmoil, spoke gently. "Lord, we need to find a way to end this without further bloodshed. The truth is out now-about you, Jungkook, everything. Maybe it's time to stop fighting and start healing."
Taehyung nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. "You're right," he said, his voice firming with resolve. "I'll do whatever it takes to stop this war. My family has suffered enough."
As the doctors continued their work, Taehyung stood between Jungkook and Y/N, vowing to protect them both-no matter the cost.
He knew the path ahead would be difficult, filled with challenges and consequences, but he was ready.

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𝗠𝘆 𝗨𝗻𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘆 || 𝗞𝗧𝗛 𝗫 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿| ✔︎𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱
FanficA unknown and mysterious man from World 2 And a soft and innocent soul from World 1 FELL IN LOVE WITH EACHOTHER 🌷✨