For Him... [BTS J.JK]

23: Wildest Dreams Pt 1

Jungkook POV

I sigh, bringing my hands to the back of my head to support it as I keep it leant back. As of it was going to do any good and perhaps tip my thoughts over into another glass, and stop rushing through my head like a wildfire while I pace outside the operation theatre. 

I look down, digging into my pocket I take out my phone. My eyes widen at Suzy's name which blares brightly across the screen as it continues to buzz in my palm, gripping it tightly I slowly sit down in one of the chairs. I clear my throat, my heart racing knowing I had to answer to Hwan and his countless questions that I was no way near ready for. 

"Jungkook? Your phone's ringing..." Taehyung points out, startling me out of my thoughts and I nod. I take a few minutes, still staring at the phone before pursing my lips and swiping to answer. I slowly place it to my ear, looking elsewhere knowing Taehyung was eyeing me with a look of utter sympathy. 

"Jungkook? Holy crap you picked up. Have you seen the time? It's almost 1 I've got your child who absolutely refuses to sleep without hearing from you both. Are you both really having that much fun?" Suzy jokes through the phone with a hint of tease, contrary to the lifeless chuckle i respond with. 

"Is everything okay?" She trails off, her tone low and nervous after picking up on the atmosphere; judging on what I was like she knew something was wrong. 

I suck in a breath, my chest tightened and heavy as I lean back into the chair. "No." I deadpan. "Everything's not okay. I'm at hospital with Bambi, I mean Y/N." I sigh and rub a hand over my face before continuing. "There was an incident at the launch party tonight and she's injured. A lot. Might be a while until I'm back. I need to be with her." I mumble quietly, eyeing the lights of the operation theatre that I hoped would dim soon. 

"Oh. Oka- Hwan! Hwan! Yah you little-"

"Appa~~" The boy whines loudly and I wince, pulling the phone away from my ear and mustering a smile at Taehyung who snorts but I ignore him and begin rambling to my son. Of course he would, the little boy that had came to get his eyes fixed years ago was now sat in front of him, all grown and dealing with tantrums of his own little one. 

In Taehyung's defence, his heart was warm at Jungkook's maturity but it also clenched, it clenched and broke for him because; why? Why was the kid forced to grow up? Sure he was pure stupid for rushing in to things and that with someone who he should've never, never gotten with he thinks but he didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to be abandoned, all alone with a little baby. Jungkook deserved peace, he deserved calm and sweetness that made up for the childhood that he'd missed. It was coming back, in the shape of you and your love so he could only hope that it stayed and you survived. 

"Appa where's Eomma" Hwan asks and I roll my eyes back, mentally cursing the question I was busy trying to avoid and I wrack my brain for some sort of excuse.

"Eomm- look buddy, she's-" I huff, my head lowering as I stare at my lap and anxiously licking my lips before grumbling. "Bud, Eomma's a little hurt right now. She slipped and has a teeny tiny owie that we have to take care of" I assure softly. I grimace, flashes of Bambi's limp body and her bloodied figure returning into my head and I massage my temples. 

"Oh nu. Is she otay Appa?" He murmurs and I chuckle at the innocence and worry in his little voice while he blabbers, humming. "Of course bud, she's fine. Just a little owie remember? Everybody gets owies" I nod, my voice still soft and quiet not missing the whimper in his voice.

"An- An' Appa? Appa otay? Nu owie?" Hwan asks and I shake my head with a quick 'Mhm-Mhm'.

 The guilt slowly eating at me, it was choking me up. I should've saved her, I should've gotten hit, it was meant for me yet Bambi got hurt. I was useless, good for nothing such pessimistic thoughts just kept running in my head. We could've been at home, together sleeping peacefully and not sat here; waiting on news that would either relieve me or kill me.