After 3 days:
Jungkook was discharged after 3 days, his wound started to heal up, but still it will take time to recover.....
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Jungkook groaned softly, adjusting his position as Taehyung's arms tightened around him. The room was bathed in the soft glow of early morning light seeping through the curtains. Taehyung's steady breathing told Jungkook he was still asleep, but the slight pressure on his injured stomach made it hard for him to ignore the discomfort.
With a wince, Jungkook moved again, trying to sit up. Taehyung, still half asleep, instinctively tightened his grip. "Baby..."Jungkook's voice was quiet but strained as he suppressed the pain. "Ugghhh... Baby , I need to get up."
Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, immediately registering the groan of pain. His grip loosened instantly. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, hyungie," he whispered, eyes wide with worry. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
Jungkook let out a breathy chuckle, his hand gently brushing through Taehyung's messy hair. "It's fine, baby. Just a little too tight."
Taehyung sat up quickly, guilt evident on his face as he leaned over Jungkook, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I'm sorry," he repeated, voice soft. His gaze traveled down to the bandage on Jungkook's abdomen, a reminder of the bullet wound that had put him in the hospital for days. His eyes darkened slightly at the memory, but he quickly shook it off, focusing on the present.
"Let me clean you up. You shouldn't be moving around too much," Taehyung said, getting up from the bed. He grabbed a towel, wetting it in the bowl beside the bed. Jungkook watched him, the corners of his lips twitching up in amusement at the care Taehyung was showing. His baby always fussed over him, but he secretly loved every bit of it.
Taehyung returned, gently wiping Jungkook's forehead and arms with the damp towel. "You can't shower yet, so this will have to do for now," Taehyung murmured, his focus completely on the task at hand. Jungkook closed his eyes, savoring the cool touch of the towel against his skin.
"Stay here, okay?" Taehyung said once he finished wiping him down. " I'll take a quick shower, and then I'll come back and take care of you."
Jungkook nodded, watching as Taehyung disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of water running soon followed, creating a peaceful background noise. However, after a few moments, Jungkook felt his throat tighten with thirst. He groaned softly as he tried to push himself up. The wound throbbed, a sharp pain radiating through his abdomen with every movement. Still, he stubbornly swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up.
"Damn it," Jungkook muttered under his breath, one hand resting protectively over the bandage. The pain was relentless, but the thirst was worse. He slowly made his way to the door, gritting his teeth with every step.
He barely made it down the stairs when he heard a soft voice behind him. "Jeon, you shouldn't be walking around like this."
Jungkook turned to see Yuna standing there, concern etched across her face.
"It's fine," Jungkook mumbled, but his discomfort was clear. He didn't object when she stepped forward to help steady him. "Thanks."
Yuna smiled slightly, leading him toward the kitchen. "You really should be resting," she said as she helped him sit down.
Jungkook nodded absentmindedly, his mind more focused on the throbbing in his abdomen than on her words. He was reaching for a glass of water when the sound of footsteps caught his attention. He looked up to see Taehyung descending the stairs, his face calm but eyes sharp as he took in the scene before him.

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