As you slowly regained consciousness, you noticed Zyran sitting beside you, his expression a mix of concern and relief. The doctor was checking your vitals, and you couldn't help but let out a small whine. "Why aren’t you taking me home? I don’t like the hospital smell!" Your voice was laced with frustration, and Zyran chuckled softly, trying to soothe your tantrums.
Meanwhile, the members were wrapping up their practice and getting ready to head home. Jungkook was about to pick up his jacket when Yoongi suddenly grabbed his car keys from the table. "Jimin, I’m going to the hospital to see Y/N. You wanna come?" he asked, glancing at Jimin, who was too engrossed in his phone to respond immediately.
Jimin looked up, shaking his head. "Yoongi, I can't. I have to record my verse. Take Jungkook instead. Don’t go alone!" he urged, his voice firm.
Yoongi turned to Jungkook, who was staring back at him with those big, doe-like eyes, lost in thought. "You wanna come?" Yoongi asked, raising an eyebrow. Jungkook blinked, clearly debating whether you would want him there or not. Yoongi couldn’t help but shake him lightly when Jungkook spaced out again.
"Ah—yeah—Hyung, I will come! Let’s go!" Jungkook finally said, avoiding Yoongi’s gaze, a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Yoongi found Jungkook's reaction a bit strange but decided to let it slide for now. Nodding, he watched as Jungkook grabbed his car keys and put on a mask, ready to head out. Yoongi trailed behind him, feeling a mix of anticipation and concern for you. He hoped that seeing familiar faces would brighten your spirits, even just a little.
"Zey- what the hell, plss don't tell mom! She will literally skin me alive and then ask me, 'Aww, my baby, are you fine?'" You said, mimicking your mom's concerned tone with an exaggerated eye roll, shivering at the thought of her antics.
"No, I'm telling her! You ain't taking care of yourself, and I need to tell her!" Zyran declared, his expression shifting from worry to determination as he picked up his phone.
You jumped on him, panic rising in your chest. "NO! DON'T TELL HER, DOOFUS!!" You tried to snatch his phone, but he quickly grabbed you by the waist, pinning your hands behind your back with surprising strength.
"SHUT UP, Y/N! YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY? I LITERALLY DIED SEEING YOU LIKE THAT!" Zyran yelled, his voice a mix of frustration and fear, his eyes wide with concern. It was clear how much he cared, and the thought of your mom finding out only intensified his panic.
Feeling the weight of his worry, you hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you buried your face in his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you," you whispered, your voice softening. You could feel him relax slightly as you caressed his hair, trying to soothe him. His grip on you loosened, and you could sense the tension in his body start to fade. You both stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other’s warmth.
"Oh, we came at the wrong time, I guess!" Yoongi said, his voice laced with surprise and a hint of amusement as he took in the sight of you and Zyran together.
Jungkook felt a sharp pang in his chest, an ache that was both unfamiliar and unsettling. It was as if he was watching a scene unfold that he had no right to be part of, and the warmth of your laughter echoed in his mind, making him feel like he was losing something precious that wasn’t even his. He clutched his jacket tighter, a futile attempt to steady himself against the emotions swirling inside him. He turned his gaze away from the sight of you nestled comfortably in Zyran's hold, the image tugging at his heartstrings.
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Fanfiction*Jungkook felt a thrill run through him at your words, the way you so readily and wholeheartedly admitted that you were his and his alone making his heart race. He loved the feeling of possessiveness and ownership that came with knowing that you bel...
