VENDETTA | VKOOK

┌THIRTY NINE┐

friendly reminder that this chapter includes hospital scenes and that i am Not a doctor hence if theres some stuff thats factually incorrect just ignore it for the sake of fanfiction thanks ily

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"T-Taehyung- breathe, o-okay? Breathe, please," Jungkook stammered, holding a cloth over Taehyung's chest and one on his back, making sure the blood loss wasn't too much.

"B-b-baby- d-don't cry," Taehyung choked out, his hand clutching over Jungkook's. Jungkook was sobbing, really, tears flowing down his face. Taehyung's words were choked, in clear pain.

"Shut up!" Jungkook squeaked out, and then put more pressure on Taehyung's wound when he felt blood seep through the fabric and onto his hands.

Taehyung closed his eyes, focusing on his breathing, while Jungkook sniffled, feeling the car engine rev loudly as the tires moved faster towards the hospital.

"Mark- f-faster -please-" Jungkook said, and Mark nodded, and then looked back for a millisecond, seeing blood overflowing out of Taehyung, his face pale, tipped back, trying to breathe through his mouth.

"God fucking dammit Taehyung- your fucking luck on getting shot twice." Mark growled, and then finally pulled the car into a vacant shady hospital parking lot.

Clearly Mark had called someone, because some nurses rushed out with a stretcher, and Mark ran out of the car and opened the door, helping Taehyung out. Taehyung got lifted onto the stretcher, and the nurses rushed him inside, all saying something to each other in worry.

Jungkook ran in behind them along with Mark, placing his hand on the edge of the bed to help it go faster through the hallways. An oxygen mask got put onto Taehyung's mouth and Jungkook looked at him, tears begging to spill out.

Taehyung opened his eyes a little and looked at the younger boy, who was in panic. Taehyung's vision was dimming, everyone's voices melding into a weird blur of noises, everyone's faces unrecognisable, only sound being his heavy breathing into plastic. But he could see. He could see his baby.

And Taehyung smiled a little, and Jungkook saw it, saw how Taehyung smiled at him and he began crying harder when Taehyung's eyes slid shut, going unconscious.

The nurses rushed the stretcher into the ER room and closed the door, one of the nurses spilling out an apology for how she couldn't allow Jungkook to enter. The white door closed and Jungkook placed his hands over his mouth, choking out a sob.

"Jungkook," Mark let out, and placed his hand on Jungkook's back. "He'll be fine. Just- don't-d-don't worry, okay? He'll be-"

"You don't know that!" Jungkook cried, turning towards him, trying to control his sobs.

"I know, but-but just- have hope, okay? Those guys- they worked for your father. Your father's men shot Taehyung." Mark said, gulping. His face was too pale, looking worried to see Taehyung like this.

"T-that's great! Th-this is all my fault!" Jungkook cried, and then the doors to that little secluded waiting room outside the ER room burst open, and Jungkook turned to see who it was.

Jimin and Yoongi. They rushed in, looking worried with faces pale. "J-Jimin-" Jungkook choked out, and Jimin rushed up to him, engulfing the teary boy into a hug, patting his back.

"What-what happened? Why'd you tell us to come here?" Yoongi asked, and Mark pressed his lips together. Before he could respond, Jungkook did.

"T-Taehyung- he-he g-got shot! He got s-shot twice, Jim-i-in- he-" Jungkook stammered, and Jimin gasped and held him tighter.