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- Healing together -

Finally posting some new partsss-

As days turned into weeks, Suyeon’s body slowly began to heal, but the emotional scars ran deeper. Jungkook was her constant source of strength, visiting her daily, bringing her meals, and keeping her spirits up. He was there for every doctor’s visit, every physical therapy session, and he never once left her side.

One afternoon, as Suyeon sat up in bed, she could see the determination in Jungkook’s eyes as he spoke about their plans. “Once you’re back on your feet, we’ll hit the ground running. We can’t let Minho think he’s won. Not now.”

“I want to be part of it,” she said, her voice firm despite the lingering pain. “I won’t let this setback stop me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of keeping you out of it,” he assured her, his expression a mix of pride and concern. “But I need you to promise me something—promise me you’ll take care of yourself first. We need you whole and healthy.”

Suyeon nodded, feeling the warmth of his support envelop her like a blanket. “I promise. But we need to plan our next move. We can’t let Minho keep terrorizing people.”

As she recovered, the bond between them grew even stronger, forged in the fires of adversity. With each passing day, they moved closer to reclaiming their lives and taking back what was rightfully theirs.

And when Suyeon was finally discharged from the hospital, she felt ready to face whatever lay ahead. With Jungkook by her side, she was determined to fight for a future they could both believe in.

As days passed, Suyeon’s physical recovery progressed, but the emotional toll weighed heavily on her. One evening, after a particularly exhausting therapy session, she sighed in frustration.

“I’m so tired of this, Jungkook. I just want to feel strong again, like I did before.”

Jungkook sat beside her on the bed, his hand gently resting on hers. “You are strong, Suyeon. You’ve been through hell and you’re still standing.”

“I don’t feel strong,” she whispered, looking away.

“You’re stronger than you know,” he said softly, turning her face toward him. “I see it every day. And I’ll be here, every step of the way, until you believe it too.”

In the quiet of the moment, Suyeon felt his unwavering support like a lifeline. They didn’t need words, just the comfort of knowing they had each other.

The sun rose over the city, casting a golden hue over the skyline as Suyeon stood on the balcony of her apartment, taking a deep breath of fresh air. It felt surreal to be back home after her time in the hospital, yet the shadows of uncertainty still loomed over her.

“You okay?” Jungkook’s voice broke through her thoughts as he stepped out onto the balcony, concern etched on his face. He joined her at the railing, standing close enough for her to feel his warmth.

“Yeah, just thinking,” she replied, forcing a smile. The sight of him eased her worries.

“About what?” he asked, his tone gentle but probing.

“About Minho, and what we need to do next,” Suyeon admitted, turning to face him. “We can’t keep waiting. We need to strike while we still have the element of surprise.”

“You’re right.” Jungkook’s expression shifted to one of determination. “I’ve been gathering intel from our allies. We can use the upcoming underground fight as a distraction. That’s where Minho will be most vulnerable.”

Suyeon’s heart raced at the thought of confronting Minho head-on. “And we’ll finally show everyone that we’re not afraid. We won’t let him control us anymore.”

“Exactly,” Jungkook said, a fire igniting in his eyes. “We’ll gather everyone we can trust and make our move. This is our chance, Suyeon.”