<HORNS>|| BTS x Jungkook ~Mafia AU~

Regrets and Desires

"Patient unidentified just rushed into ICU ward 3 operation theatre! We need three more doctors now! Ppalli - Ya! Did you hear me? Nurses!"

"Ne Seonsaengnim!" Came the shrill reply from four nurses on their late night shift.

People were shouting, beds were being rolled, clanging of life machinery and a wailing; a throaty cry was echoing through Inha University Hospital, Incheon.

"Come on Jiminie, please Doctor you have to save him, I'll pay anything, I'll do anything!"

Ignoring the begging they were accustomed to by profession, the senior doctors motioned for nurses to hold the distressed boy back whilst they proceed to operate on the patient just brought in who was suffering from severe blood loss.

Hoseok was begging the nurses to be let in the operating theatre, but they held him back forcefully. His face was swollen, eyes puffy and lip bleeding from biting down on it so hard.

"Please save him, you'll save him won't you?" The anguish filled boy whimpered once again as the nurses gave him a faint smile.

He was very handsome and they were blushing, even in a situation like this.

The operating theatre room door opened as a supporting nurse came out in a green apron, pulling down her green face mask with latex gloves that were painted with Jimin's blood, "Nurse, we need three bags of blood. Type A."

And not a second passed for the nurses outside to even look at each other when Hoseok yanked his sleeve up with quivering hands, "I'm type A! Take mine! Take ten bags, he might need more, do it now! Please!"

A trainee nurse nodded, "We'll sample the blood first, do you have your card to identify-"

"Ya! I'm Type A! I am Officer Jung, deputy police chief of Seoul Police! Check me later, but I am the same type as him, I know it because he is an officer too! He's my life, he's my everything, and I know him better than his parents! What are you waiting for?!" He cried out impatiently.

The other nurses looked unsure yet could see how much this meant to the crying mess in front of them.

A middle aged nurse shrugged her shoulders, "Come on then. Let's get you set up," she smiled genuinely before frowning at the trainee nurse who felt embarrassed but rushed to a nearby bed and flung the curtain open before preparing a fresh needle.

Little did Hoseok know in this same ward, in a bed beside the one he was currently extracting his blood from was a coma induced boy. A boy who was here because of Jungkook's barbarity as well.

Namjoon was moved to a shared ward, one where nurses could take care of him better since his body began responding again, his fingers, legs and arms were noticeably working.

And now, as though fate aligned their stars to help the other; Namjoon was slowly stirring. The odd sniffle and dripping of dark blood into the IV fluid bag had been the sounds needed to wake the personal guard of Jungkook up.

He opened his weak eyes and the first thing he saw was the moonlight reflecting off the ceiling, lighting the room with a beautiful ambience.

Namjoon winced when he tried to move, he was still sore. Trying to recall the events before he was brought to a hospital far away from The Jeon Mansion; the dirty blonde haired boy took a deep breath and felt more isolated than ever before.

"Jin hyung..." his lips barely moved as the murmur of a syllable was whispered.

Closing his eyes again, he waited for the sun to rise. Because with the call of a new dawn and new day, he knows hope is always brought.