(Scene: Early morning at the family home. The sun is barely up, and the house is still quiet. Yamin’s office light is already on, the sound of typing filling the room. She’s been up most of the night, bags under her eyes, and a cup of untouched coffee on the desk. Jungkook passes by and peeks inside.)
Jungkook: (surprised) Noona, are you still working? Or... did you even sleep?
Yamin: (without looking up) I’ll sleep later. I have deadlines to meet, Kook.
Jungkook: (frowning) Noona, it’s not normal to keep working like this. You look exhausted.
Yamin: (waving him off) I’m fine. I can handle it.
Jungkook: (hesitant, concerned) You don’t look like you’re handling it. You’ve been like this for days.
Yamin: (irritated) Don’t start, Kook. I’ll be fine.
(Jungkook bites his lip, clearly wanting to say more, but he knows how stubborn his noona can be. He leaves, worried but unsure how to help.)
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(Scene: Family breakfast. Jin, Yoongi, RM, and Tae are sitting at the table. Hobi is humming as he sets the table, and Jungkook joins, looking concerned.)
Jin: (noticing Jungkook’s expression) What’s with the face, Jungkook-ah?
Jungkook: It’s noona. She’s still working. I don’t think she slept.
Tae: (frowning) Again? I talked to her last night. She said she’d rest.
Yoongi: (glancing toward Yamin’s office, his expression hardening) She’s been pushing herself too far. She’s going to make herself sick at this rate.
RM: Noona always overdoes it when she’s stressed, but this seems worse than usual.
Hobi: Should we try talking to her together? Maybe she’ll listen if all of us bring it up.
Yoongi: (shaking his head, his tone sharper than usual) No. If we push her, she’ll just shut us out. I’ll handle it.
Jin: (nodding) Yoongi-ah is right. But she’s not going to listen easily. You’ll have to be firm with her.
Yoongi: (serious, determined) I will. This has gone on long enough.
(The others exchange worried looks, knowing Yoongi is strict when it comes to health, especially when it comes to family. If anyone can get Yamin to stop, it’s him.)
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(Scene: Later that day, Yamin is still at her desk. Her head is pounding, and she rubs her temples as she tries to focus on the screen. Yoongi knocks sharply and steps inside without waiting for a response.)
Yoongi: Yamin-ah, enough is enough.
Yamin: (without looking up) Just a little longer, oppa. I’m almost done.
Yoongi: (walking over to her desk, voice firm) No, you’re done. Get up.
Yamin: (sighing, clearly irritated) I’ll rest after I finish this.
Yoongi: (stern) No. You’ve been saying that for days. You’re going to make yourself sick if you don’t stop.
Yamin: (defensive) I’m fine, oppa. I’ve handled worse.
Yoongi: (coldly) You’re not fine. You’re exhausted, you look pale, and you’re not eating or sleeping properly. I won’t watch you run yourself into the ground.
Yamin: (frustrated) I don’t have time to rest. There’s too much to do, and if I stop now, I’ll fall behind.
Yoongi: (stern, voice rising slightly) And what happens when you collapse? Huh? When you can’t get out of bed because your body shuts down? You’re not invincible, Yamin-ah. You can’t keep doing this.
(Yamin’s face tightens, but Yoongi isn’t backing down.)
Yoongi: (in a strict tone) Look at me, Yamin-ah.
(Yamin finally looks up, startled by the harshness in his voice.)
Yoongi: (calm but strict) You need to stop. Right now. Not later, not tomorrow. Right now. If you don’t, I’ll make sure you don’t touch a single piece of work until you’ve recovered. Do you understand?
Yamin: (pauses, wavering, trying to maintain her pride) I just... I don’t want to fail, oppa. There’s so much at stake.
Yoongi: (sighing, his voice softening just slightly) You won’t fail. But you will if you push yourself too far. You need to trust us, Yamin-ah. Let us help you. You don’t have to do everything alone.
(Yamin’s defenses begin to crumble, and she leans back in her chair, the exhaustion finally hitting her.)
Yamin: (quietly, almost admitting defeat) I’m just... so tired.
Yoongi: (nodding, still strict but understanding) I know. That’s why you’re going to take a break. No more arguments.
(Yamin sighs, finally relenting, and stands up, swaying slightly. Yoongi steadies her with a hand on her shoulder.)
Yoongi: Let’s get you something to eat. After that, you’re going straight to bed.
Yamin: (smiling weakly) Thanks, oppa.
Yoongi: (firm) Don’t thank me. Just listen this time.
(As Yoongi leads her out of the office, the rest of the family watches from the dining room, visibly relieved that she’s finally stepping away from work.)
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(Scene: Evening, the family is gathered around in the living room. Yamin is resting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, finally looking more relaxed as Jin brings her some tea.)
Jin: Yamin-ah, don’t even think about working until you’re fully recovered.
Yamin: (teasing, though tired) Are you the doctor or my older brother right now?
Jin: (serious but with a soft smile) Both.
Hobi: If you need help with anything, just ask, noona. We’ve got it covered.
Jimin: Yeah, we’ll handle everything. You just need to focus on resting.
Yamin: (smiling softly, touched by their concern) Thanks, guys. I guess I’ve been pushing myself too hard.
Tae: You think? You’ve been running on fumes for days, noona.
Jungkook: Next time, tell us before you get to this point, okay?
Yamin: (nodding) Okay, I will.
(As they sit together, the warmth of their sibling bond fills the room. The tension from the past few days has finally lifted, and Yamin allows herself to rely on them for the first time in a long while.)
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End of Part 3
