Secret Tear || Min Yoongi

Unexpected Tears

Yoongi and Jin finally reached the hospital. It was mainly for the soldiers, assassins, and the king. They looked up at the hospital towered over them. Yoongi gulped.

"Ready?" Jin asked, Yoongi turned his head too look at Jin.

"Yeah."

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They both entered the building, to be surrounded with the aura of the hospital.

Yoongi watched as every man in there stared at them in shock.

"I-is that the prince?!" Yoongi heard one of them whisper.

"Ya, I think it is!"

Yoongi ignored all the whispers and looked straight ahead. He had his hand in his pant pockets, not noticing the glare Jin gave him.

"I told you to wear something suitable! Aish, there probably talking about how informal you look," Jin whispered harshly at Yoongi. He awkwardly stared at all the people staring back, gulping.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, "I'm the prince; I can wear what I want. Who gives a fuck?" Yoongi whispered back. Jin clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"But—" Yoongi raised a finger to hush him.

"Shhh, oh look there's a doctor coming toward us," Yoongi said quickly changing the subject. Jin rolled his eyes, but then quickly putting his attention onto the doctor coming toward them. He was hot, having a nice body and a masculine jaw. He was also super tall.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Chanyeol. It's a pleasure to have you here," he respectfully bowed. "I assume your looking for the king?" Chanyeol raised his head. Jin and Yoongi nodded their heads in unison. Chanyeol gave a warm sweet smile.

"Ah okay come this way," he said, raising a finger to indicate to follow him. They walked silently, passing through hallways. Yoongi gulped, his palms starting to sweat. He hoped his father was okay. The man who raised him, who taught him how to be independent. His father was a disgusting man, but he was still his father. And he still loved him.

They finally were met with a gigantic door, next to it labeled, 'Kings room 310,' dedicated to the king himself. The door was also made out of gold.

Chanyeol opened the door and allowed Jin and Yoongi to enter. Upon entering, they saw a sick man in the hospital bed. Yoongi ran toward his fathers unconscious body. Holding his fathers hand, he looked up at Chanyeol with a worried expression.

"What happened to him?" Yoongi asked. He was concerned. Although he thought his father was a bit selfish, he still cared about him.

"He has a brain tumor," Chanyeol said, "his condition has been getting worse. The tumor is bigger than last time."

"Last time?" Yoongi asked, his eyes widened in shock. He was confused. His father already had a tumor back then? "When was he reported having one?"

"Last time we checked it was much smaller, the size doubled now," Chanyeol said, "the last time he came here was a month ago."

"What kind of tumor is it?" Jin asked.

"Malignant," Chanyeol said as he pursed his lips, "it's cancerous."

"How long does he have left?" Yoongi asked, he gulped thickly.

"Maybe a year? At least a year if he's lucky," Chanyeol said.

Yoongi's eyes widened. "Can't you cure it?"

"The sooner he dies, the better," Chanyeol mumbled under his breath.

"Pardon? Couldn't hear you," Yoongi said.

"Could you repeat that, please?" Jin asked. He didn't hear what Chanyeol mumbled either. It was something bad about the king, he knew for sure. Even if it was something bad, Jin didn't really care. He would've agreed anyway, but he didn't want Yoongi to be sad, so he kept quiet.

"So can you cure it?" Yoongi asked again, demanding a urgent answer. Chanyeol looked up, letting his gaze meet Yoongi's.

"I'm sorry sir. I'm afraid we can't..." Chanyeol whispered, his voice so soft they could barely hear. But Yoongi heard it all.

His father is dying,

and they cant cure it.

"No..." Yoongi said, shaking his head.

"Y-you're mistaken right? It's a joke right?" Yoongi said, his eyes full of tears, everything he saw was all blurry from the tears. Chanyeol hung his head low, he felt a small stab in the heart from what the prince said. Yes, there was a cure, but Chanyeol believed it was best to kill this selfish man then let him continue rule the island, letting everyone suffer while the king lived his luxury.

Yoongi let his head fall on his fathers bed, he trembled as he held his fathers hand. "No no no no, t-this cant be true... he can't die! He can't..." Yoongi repeated over and over again. Jin watched silently as the poor boy cried for his father, he felt a tear crawl down his cheek as well.

Chanyeol watched with pity, he started too question if he really should do this. He shook his head immediately; he needed to save this island from this horrible leader. No matter how far he will go, he needs to kill him. For the sake of his country and most importantly, for the sake of his wife. His heart hurt thinking about his sweet little riceball. Suffering in that stupid sex dungeon of the king's.

Chanyeol walked over too Yoongi. He patted his back.

"I-I'm really sorry..." He faked. Yoongi continued too sob, as he thought about all those wonderful childhood memories shared with his father.

Suddenly he felt his fathers hand twitch. Yoongi raised his head looking at his father full of hope.

"S-son?" His fathers voice was still bold and powerful. If you didn't see him in this state, you would think he was perfectly normal.

"Father?!" Yoongi clutched his fathers hand tighter.

Jin coughed awkwardly, "Should we leave my prince?" Jin asked, whenever the king was around he always had to be respectful to their son, and Yoongi knew that, but it didn't bother him much. Yoongi nodded at Jin. Jin bowed before walking out of the room.

Chanyeol stared at them for a minute before following Jin.

"Son..." His father said.

"Yes father?" Yoongi's father coughed loudly, before speaking. Yoongi walked closer to his hospital bed again.

"I-I may die soon, s-so I want you... I want y-you too take over this island. I-I k-know you will be a w-wonderful leader... s-son," his father stuttered, Yoongi listened to every word he said.

"I won't fail you father..." Yoongi said, laying his head on his fathers hand still clutching it.

"I wont..."

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A/N: im so sorry that the last part sounded so cliche or cringey, thank you for reading this chapter, we hope you enjoyed, and please message us if there was any mistakes in this chapter.