Between The Bloodshed

Chapter 18

With the birth of your new niece, you had been even more busy, if that was even possible. Unfortunately, Jisung wasn't able to stay over anymore because you were worried about him knowing what the boys did as their 'jobs'.

"Koo, I know it hurts but you have to stop moving." You scolded as you used your tweezers to remove the shards of glass from his knuckles. Jungkook whined as he winces in pain. You had to make sure you removed every little piece of he might get an infection.

"I told you to stop being reckless." You sighed, placing the pieces of glass onto the cotton pad.

"I was careful..."

"You punched through a car window. I don't know how careful that was." You rolled your eyes. When you were sure all the glass pieces were out, you moved the magnifier lamp away and threw the glass away.

"I wasn't going to let him get away. So I punched through the window and pulled him out."

"Okay, you already know what is next. So take a deep breath." You warned, getting the antiseptic spray ready.

"Can we skip that?" He whined.

"Can you not get so badly injured?" You retorted, making him pout. You shook the bottle and he took a deep breath, biting his bottom lip and scrunching his face to brace.

"Okay, we're done." You cooed. Jungkook let out tiny whimpers like an injured puppy, his eyes glossing over. You patted his head, gently dabbing his wounds with a cotton. Once that was done, you wrapped his knuckles up, fastening them in place with some medical clips. Jungkook watched as you cleared up the messy area, disinfecting the table after.

"How's your niece?"

"She's doing good, both her and her mother are getting all the rest and care that they need. Her name is Yuri." You said, scrolling on your phone to show Jungkook a picture.

"She's cute. She has the same eyes as Jisung." Jungkook smiled. You laughed, nodding in agreement.

"So... did you find someone to accompany you to the ball yet?" He asked, finger drawing imaginary shapes on your desk.

"If you couldn't tell, I've been rather busy the past few days. And unfortunately, finding a date for the ball is at the end of my priority list now." You scoffed, typing on your computer. Jungkook just hummed.

"Well, I was wondering if-"

BANG!

You turned your head to see Yoongi standing at your door. His shoulders rise and fell with each pant. A deep frown was on his face and even if it was anger, it was very rare to see Yoongi display such strong emotion. You weren't scared but worried and curious.

"Out." Was all he said to Jungkook. Jungkook didn't even bother arguing like he usually did, standing up and making a beeline for the door.

"What's wrong?" You stood up. Yoongi seemed to hesitate for a while, it was obvious he was having an internal debate with himself. He untucked a manila folder from under his arm.

"Yoong-"

"Just read it." He cut you off, sliding the folder across your desk to you. You gave him a look before undoing the string, looking at the contents.

"What does all that mean?" He asked impatiently.

"Yoongi, this-"

"Just tell me." He pressed.

"It's cancer. That's all I can tell you now." You sighed, putting the summary report down. Yoongi seemed shock, walking back into the chair opposite yours. It was silent as you continued looking at the other reports and Yoongi let reality sink in. He stared ahead blankly but you knew Yoongi well enough that he didn't want to be comforted right now.