Isn't it often said that the smallest among us should receive the greatest love and care? In this agony of what he claims as existence, it seems that this sentiment is almost sacred, an unwritten rule of the universe. Yet, for Jungkook, this rule ha...
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Third-person pov
Mr.jeon raised an brow hearing the thud
And a deadly silence
Jungkook fell.
Again.
And this time from 17 Stairs not 5.
The boy was hissing where he layed there at the end of the floor his head dropping drops of blood as the boy tried to seal his intense pain to not gain.
Attention.
His head was roaming and lightheaded.
Of course.
His body ached
And before he could help himself
His breath got sucked in and jungkook passed out.
A broken heart.
A broken soul.
A broken smile.
With
Hatred.
Nobody wishes for this
"Jungkook?" Mr.jeon said finally coming out from his room and coming to the living room
This time gasping running to jungkook's unconscious frame
"Hey!" Mr.jeon said tapping jungkook's cheeks
His face turned horrified when the boy didn't show any signs of waking up
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"He's here again?" The doctor asked the nurse who was putting the IV in jungkook's hand
The nurse nodded
"Why do I feel like he's being abused ?" The nurse mummled and looked at the doctor
"It can't be, the wounds are shown to be prone by falling" the doctor stated and walked up to jungkook
Mr.jeon was at the reception writing out some forms
"But isn't he too hurt/wounded to be in his age?" The nurse mummled
"He is, I'm afraid he might get some serious issue,
For example, seeping into coma right now is so easily can be done"
"Make sure to see his oxygen level and his heartbeat, he is in coma prone state" the doctor said and walked out of his ward
Walking to mr.jeon
The doctor was gonna tell him about his son's condition but got cut off by mr.jeon himself
