The hospital halls were quiet in the early hours of the morning, bathed in a dim glow from the overhead lights. The weight of exhaustion clung to Taehyung’s shoulders as he made his way toward the hospital room, his footsteps slow and hesitant. The air was thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic, but underneath it lingered something heavier—grief, regret, and the suffocating uncertainty of the unknown.
Jungkook was still unconscious.
Taehyung swallowed, pausing just outside the door. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but when he finally stepped inside, the sight of Jungkook lying so still on the hospital bed made his breath hitch.
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krish
it's okay author don't be sorry if at all you wanna do something take rest for some time and come back with wonderful updates
2025-03-22
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Taekook_soul🐯🐰
the story is sooo nice ....keep on going authyy..I like it very much
2025-03-22
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Fakruddin Ansari
unfortunately.he can't hate you 🗡️😭
2025-04-08
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