M.D. Bangtan

Chapter 3: A Hard Day's Work Pt. 2

A/N: I'm baaaccckk!! Sorry for the lack of updates for the past few weeks but school has been a pain in my ass lately so I haven't had alot of time to do anything. I hope you all enjoy the chapter.

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The Previous Night

*Taehyung's POV*

Shuffling, that was all I was hearing next to me on the bed. Good lord, I know Jungkookie isn't the stillest sleeper but this was a bit ridiculous, we both have an early shift at the hospital tomorrow morning. We need rest.

I check the time on our alarm clock, 3:30 AM. We have to be at work by 5:00 AM. I sigh in irritation, there's no way I would be able to get back to sleep now. Maybe I'll just sit out a bit in front of the firepit on our terrace. This way I can take in some fresh air to try and relax myself before I have to work that long shift today.

Just as I'm about to move out of the bed I hear soft whimpers and whines from Kookie's side.

Oh no, it's happening again!

I immediately scoot over to my fiance's side of the bed and try to wake him up.

"Kookie! Kookie! baby! Wake up! You're okay!" I say to him urgently while trying to shake him awake.

"NO! NO! PLEASE! NO! KOOKIE IS SORRY! KOOKIE DIDN'T MEAN TOO! PLEASE NO HURT KOOKIE! NO MORE! PLEASE!" I hear the desperate cries of my sweetheart as he desperately pleas for whatever hell is going on his head right now to stop.

"BABY WAKE UP!" I shout out again while gently shaking him, sighing in relief as I see his tear glossed brown eyes finally shoot open.

I try approaching him but he's too quick. He immediately darts off of the bed into a secluded corner of our room, brings his knees up to his chest, and starts to rock back and forth while hyperventilating and crying.

"He's gonna be mad, he's gonna be mad, he's gonna be mad, he's gonna be mad." I hear him quietly whisper between panicked gasps.

"Shit." I mutter under my breath as I try to approach him once again to attempt to calm him down.

"Kookie, baby, listen to to me. You are safe here, I promise. He can't get anywhere near you ever again. Do you hear me? It's okay, it's just me." I say softly as I bring my panicked baby into a tight embrace and gently rub my warm hand along his bare back to soothe him.

"T-T-T-Tae?" Kookie asks me in a shakey voice with tears running down his face which breaks my heart in half.

"Yes baby, deep breaths, come on, with me now. In and out, in and out" I say gently as I guide him to copy the steady pace of my own breathing, smiling at him when he finally calms down.

"Yes babe, just like that." I softly praise him as he begins to breathe at a normal pace.

"Babe, why does this happen every w-week, I h-hate it." My sweetheart cries into my chest while I hold him close.

"I know baby, I know, but it's not your fault. He did this to you at a young age. You can't help how you feel." I softly explain to him as I rub my hand in little shaped motions on his back.

I swear on my life that if I ever meet that bastard who had the guts call himself my Kookie's father I'd beat the shit out of him for the pain he caused the beautiful person laying in my arms right now.

"I don't u-u-understand why c-can't I ever get a good night's sl-sleep anymore without thinking about h-h-him?" Kookie asks me in a desperate voice as he clings onto my body.