Living without a mother has always been the worst kind of life he could have ever lived, Jeon Jungkook, the prince of Hope Kingdom has always lived a mysterious life. No one knew why he did things, or acted the way he did.
Life has always been weir...
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He sat there watching with dead eyes, just waiting and waiting while leaning on a chair in the dark room.
The light only focused on one person who was lying on his stomach.
His focus on those closed eyes, head turned towards him.
'Please, look at me.' He wanted to say.
A nurse came over towards him but he ignored her.
"Sir, please come with me."
"Sir please, you're bleeding all over the floor."
"Sir please, you need help."
All her words just passed through his head. He didn't pay attention to her.
She wasn't important.
The one who was important was in front of him who was fighting for his life.
Or was he?
Clearly, he was prepared to die.
The bastard. Jungkook thought.
He looked down at the box in his hands. The velvet box was now completely stained with blood.
He thought he was going to die.
Jungkook's nose flared in anger at just the man's thoughts.
What a martyr.
Planning to die for him.
Jungkook wanted to clap. He was impressed by the level of stupidity and wanted to slap him at the same time. He gritted his teeth at the man.
But neither did he have the strength nor did he want to hurt him more than he already was.
He frowned as once again his vision went blurry. He shook his head and continued his thinking, wanting to distract himself from his fading consciousness.
He was going to slap him. Just not yet.
He was going to beat the shit out of him once he's better.
He was going to prove the idiot wrong. He was going to make sure he stayed alive.
And if he doesn't, then he was going to come straight to hell with him to hurt him. Since none of them were going to heaven.
