Come Back To Me (BTS Fanfic/ Jungkook Fanfic)

Part 31

A/N

I'm sorry for the late upload. Organic chemistry and integrated physics together was quite the stress. I was only able to finish the update now.

I hope you guys have been well.

Take care always.

Sincerely, 

Christine

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Minhye's POV

"I'm afraid I can't let you go for another 2 weeks" The doctor says, looking at me before returning her attention to my mom. "It seems that there was a traumatic head injury found at the—"

"English please," my mom interjected, not understanding the medical jargon the doctor was saying.

"Let's say she incurred a wound on her skull. We have to run more tests to ensure that her skull is intact, but with the impact that caused such 'wound', there is most likely an effect on her brain, which we need to monitor." She now explains in layman's words and my mom nodding at the perception of the issue at hand. "Tell me if you're feeling anything unusual, honey." The doctor reminded me before leaving the room.

"I'm okay mom." I assured her before she could say anything. I smiled at her, wanting to lessen her worry. "But I'd really want to go to dad." I say, with a sad smile.

"Your dad would prioritize you over anything, even if it was his own funeral." My mother came to my side as she held my hand. "If there's anything I can be sure about your father, that is he loved you very much, probably even more than he loved me." She says with a low chuckle. I smiled and nodded, wiping the tears that fell as she said those words.

"I just want you to be happy, princess." He'd smile as he puts me to sleep, brushing my hair after a nightmare.

"You can just be my prince charming." I mutter, almost half asleep as he strokes my hair softly.

"I'll always be your knight in shining armor, even if I have to kill the prince charming who'd hurt you." he says, clutching his hand into a fist, looking at me with a fighting face that's silly enough to make anyone laugh.

"Right. You're mommy's prince charming." I smile, eyes closed as I heard him laugh lowly.

"Yes, and you are our princess. Our very precious princess." He says softly, kissing my forehead before I felt the weight on my bed lift as he walks out of the room.

"I love you, daddy." I mutter.

"I love you more, princess." He answers.

A sharp pain on my head was felt, a stabbing sensation that wouldn't stop. I pressed my palms onto my temple, trying to press back the pain.

"Minhye? What's wrong?!" My mom was alarmed at the distored facial expression I'm probably showing, my eyes tightly shut as I press as hard as I can. It hurts so bad, and yet another flashback was shown.

"Princess, please." My father begged for us to listen. We were in the airport, on the way to Korea. My mom wouldn't even look at him and my heart shattered. You shouldn't have hurt mom like that, dad. You shouldn't have.

"Flight 382 to Seoul, Korea, now boarding." the speaker boomed, making my dad fall to his knees as he begged.

"Da-"

"We're leaving, John. Stand up, don't do this." My mother says through gritted teeth as she took my hand and pulled me away.

"Minhye!" My mom held me as she called for a nurse. It was a blur, the bustling inside before they received an order to put something on my IV and soon enough, I was out again.