As we arrived at the hospital, Kookie's breathing got a little heavier again.

"Alright baby boy, we are going to go inside now, but we will be with you to make sure no one hurts you every step of the way." I said, holding his hand and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek before we moved. He nodded and clutched his bunny tightly to his chest.

"Joon, you said you had a special doctor to request?" I asked, chewing my lip as we walked.

"Yeah, he has been all the boys' doctor for a few years now. He understands about headspace and how to treat them accordingly." He replied leading the way. As we got to the counter, the middle-aged woman looked at us all, her gaze lingering on Kookie for a moment before addressing us.

"What are you in for today?" she asked, picking up a clipboard.

"He got injured yesterday and it has gotten worse. His abdomen is tender and he has bruising on his side." I said, as Kookie squeezed my hand tighter.

"Alright, name?" she asked, handing me the clipboard.

"Jeon Jungkook." I said, lacing my fingers in Kookies.

"Alright, I will get him checked in. Just fill out the paperwork and have a seat." she instructed. We all went over to the chairs and sat down, Kookie looking around at everything wide eyed. He didn't utter a word the entire time we sat there, even when we got called back the room, he remained silent.

"Now, you said he has abdominal issues?" the doctor asked, looking over the paperwork.

"Yes, he got assaulted yesterday, and it wasn't nearly this bad." I said, holding his hand tightly.

"Alright, now Kookie, I'm gonna have to lift your shirt to look at your side, ok? I won't touch anything, I just wanted to look." the doctor smiled softly, as Kookie nodded his head quickly. He scrunched his eyes shut and rested his head into my neck while the doctor looked at his side.

"I can tell you right now, that we are going to need to do a CT to make sure there is no internal bleeding or complications. Kookie, all that means is, we are gonna take some pictures of you to make sure that nothing else is hurt. We are gonna take you to a big machine, and you are gonna lay down and it's gonna take a couple pictures, then it's all gonna be over." the doctor said, reassuring him.

"M-Mommy! I no wanna leave you!" He cried, clutching to me.

"She can go with you, Kookie. She can sit right beside you until it is time to take the pictures. Then she will still be right there nearby ok?" he reassured as the nurse came in with the wheelchair.

"See baby? I'm not going anywhere." I sighed, kissing his forehead. Kookie held his bunny close to his chest as he was wheeled to CT, constantly looking over to make sure I was still there. He sniffled a few times while getting the scan, but quickly pulled it together as they finished up and brought us back to the exam room.

"Mommy, I hurt." he said, his skin feeling a little clammy against mine.

"I know, baby, I know. Hopefully they will come back and make it all better." I said, running my hand over his head. Kookie had thankfully dozed off when the doctor came back in, allowing me some adult conversation about his condition.

"Alright, so I have the results of his scan here and they are a bit concerning to say the least. It looks as though he has some internal bleeding and he will need surgery to correct the issue. I have my surgical team on standby, so he can have the surgery within the hour." he said, candidly.

"I-I'm sorry what? He needs surgery?" I asked, feeling like my heart was about to give out.

"I'm afraid so. He should be fine, but it's important that we get to this as soon as possible to prevent his condition worsening." he replied. I nodded softly, biting back tears at the thought of him in surgery.

"Can...can you have my friends come back from the waiting room?" I asked, letting out a slow breath.

"Of course. I will give you a moment." he said, nodding and leaving the room. I rocked Kookie gently, kissing his head every few seconds. I couldn't imagine the pain he was in right now, and I just wanted it to stop. Within a few minutes Taehyung and Namjoon were in the room with me, standing there solemnly.

"Does he know?" Namjoon asked his face set in a hard state.

"No, I haven't had the heart to wake him. They are gonna take him to pre-op soon, so I know I need to." I sighed.

"We are here with you Noona. We just called Yoongi and Hobi and they are on their way." Tae replied. I nodded and swallowed, looking at him with such a heavy heart. I placed my hand on his face and started kissing him softly over and over until he started to wake up.

"Nice way to wake up." He mumbled. I felt a bit of relief knowing that he was big.

"Jungkook, are you ok?" I asked, kissing him again. He moved to sit up more and winced.

"Shit, that hurts." He grumbled, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

"Babe, the doctor said you have to have surgery." I responded, squeezing his hand. He looked at me and then at Namjoon and Taehyung.

"That sucks, but I'm ok I think." He said softly, searching my face. As he finished speaking, they came in with a wheelchair, ready to take him away.

"We have to bring him up now but we will let you all wait in his room. They will bring him in as soon as he gets out of recovery." the nurse smiled. Jungkook stood up and faced me, as I held his bunny in one arm.

"Ok Jagi, I will see you soon." He smiled, cupping my face in his hands. He leaned in and brushed my lips softly with his. I could feel his lips trembling slightly as he applied pressure. I kissed him back tenderly until he broke the kiss, sitting back in the wheelchair. As they backed him out of the room, he waved to us and kept his eyes glued on mine until we couldn't see each other. As soon as he was out of sight, I broke. I clutched his bunny to my chest and let out a sob, my heart feeling like it was screaming. I was soon enveloped in Namjoon's arms, making me sob even harder.

"N-noona...p-please don't cry." Taehyung said softly, his eyes looking as pained as I felt.

"He will be ok, don't worry." Namjoon said softly in my ear. I sobbed again, as his hold on me tightened. A nurse came by within a minute to bring us up to what would be Jungkook's room. I still couldn't stop crying, clinging to his bunny like my life depended on it.

"Come here." Namjoon motioned as he sat on the chair. I went to sit next to him, but he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap sideways. He leaned my head on his shoulder and cradled me like we do our littles all the time.

"Joon..." I softly cried, burying my face in his shirt for a moment.

"Shhhh, it's gonna be ok." He responded, rubbing my back. Taehyung looked as though he could cry too, sitting on the floor next to the door. A few minutes later, everyone else showed up, all somber and quiet. Namjoon continued to pat my back until my cries subsided.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to break down like that." I said, wiping my face with my free hand.

"Jesus, you have nothing to apologize for! I would be a mess if it was Tae." Hobi responded.

"Are you ok, Noona?" Jimin asked, worryingly playing with Yoongi's hands.

"Yeah, I am ok now. I see why you guys like to cuddle like that." I said softly, sitting up off of Namjoon's lap with a chuckle.

"It really is the best." Jin smiled. We all sat around in silence for a few more minutes as I observed everyone in the room.

"You know, I think this is the first time I everyone has been out of headspace at once." I chuckled.

"You're right. We will have to have a group date night all together when Jungkook gets better." Jimin replied, leaning against Yoongi. I looked around at all the couples in the room and felt my heart ache. All I wanted was my Jungkook safely back in my arms.

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