Jungkook.

The bunny boy is back, with him...with them.

But this is surely not the condition he thought he'd see, where Jungkook is not even able to breathe without the artificial oxygen being supplied to him.

Taehyung sat beside the hospital bed on which Jungkook lay, an oxygen mask covering the most part of his face, while his neck had a neck collar around it, for according to the x-rays, not only his neck has a tiny fracture, the boy had broken ribcage, and sprained wrist and ankles, due to being held among the grasps of those damned metal chains and handcuffs. Not only this, he had bandages on most part of the boy, and at some places, even burns, as if someone had poked cigarettes onto his skin. His body also had whip marks, which were purplish-blue, and seriously showed how much torcher the boy had faced.

Absolute disaster.

That what was they thought, the doctors and the nurses, whenever Jungkook had to be taken to the washroom or treated in particular, but for Tae, and the rest of the BTS, it was nothing, rather they were ready to help in any way possible.

Jungkook had been knocked out mostly, and whenever he opened his eyes, he simply stared at her or there or listened to what the others were saying to him, or talking among themselves. He never spoke, well, for once, he couldn't either.

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Today was the 7th day, here at the hospital, here in Jungkook's private room, managed by the topmost nurses and doctors, all due and by BTS.

Taehyung remained always by the boy's side, doesn't matter if he slept the whole day. People were shocked to see him, surely, the topmost CEO staying at a hospital, and not even caring about his own health. But all that mattered to the said male, was the boy, and that, he couldn't manage to leave him, once again. Such was his fear, and such was his care. The other boys took turns, bringing food, managing companies, and work, managing the papers and everything at the hospital itself, and managing Taehyung too, who even went to bathe or freshen up, reluctantly.

Jungkook wasn't supposed to be eating food, yet, he was being provided with glucose, and needed fluids via IV.

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Taehyung entered the room, wearing loose brown pants and a white t-shirt, drying his hair with a small towel, for he had just taken a bath as Jimin and Suga were left to stay with Jungkook.

However, as soon as he looked up at the bed where Jungkook usually lay, his towel dropped, for he saw Jungkook's oxygen mask removed and the boy sitting, while staring outside the window, even though he was still wearing that collar, he still looked the most angelic person Tae had ever seen.

'Hey, Tae, can you pass me the water bottle?'- said Jimin as he noticed Tae's figure, but the latter was frozen at his place, and didn't even notice that he was being asked to do something.

The time which had paused began to play as Tae was knocked on the forehead by a done Suga who was holding, what looked like towels and a bowl of water in his hand.

'Dude, stare later, and pass the damn water bottle to Chim.'

Taehyung nodded quickly and moved to the table, in the corner of the room, where stuff like water bottles, quick snacks, spare clothes, and medicines was kept. He picked up the bottle, moved across the couch, and towards Jimin who was wiping Jungkook's arms softly, with a small wet towel.

'Yah! Kookie is thirsty, make him drink slowly.' - was the next command from the purple-haired short boy, and Tae nodded, twisting and taking off the cap, and holding the bottle close to Jungkook's lips, while holding the back of his head softly, and making him drink, as Jungkook looked at Tae's hand for he could feel the latter's stare at his face clearly.

Jungkook backed off, after taking two sips or so, making Taehyugn frown, but he simply kept the bottle aside, and picked up another wet towel, wiping the boy's face softly with his own hands.

For the next few minutes, no words were exchanged, as Suga called the others informing them that Jungkook was up and his dressings will be changed today, and went to get a few medicines asked, while Jimin wiped the non-bandaged and medicated skin Jungkook, as Taehyung helped the nurse in taking off the dressing, and bandages applied to the boy.

That's when they heard noise from outside the door, in the corridor, which was unusual, as they had taken the topmost floor, where only a few special patients stayed, ones whose families were paying the highest amount for special attention and care, or the ones who were gravely injured and would take a lot of time to heal, and so, usually the corridor, the whole floor was silent except for the whispers of nurses, doctors, or the families who visited.

Taehyung motioned Jimin from the corner of his eyes, to check, just in case there was someone or something that shouldn't be there, and Jimin nodded, standing up, keeping his hand on his jacket's pocket, the one he was wearing, the one where his gun was, for safety.

The purple head walked up to the door and peeked outside just to sigh and look back, at Tae with a knowing gaze, making the latter shake his head.

And soon enough,

'Welcome me, my babies! Awww, my Kookie, how are you, love?~'- said Jin as he winked at the nurse, passed a flying kiss to the two boys already present there and made a ballerina twirl as if welcoming or showing his presence.

'Why are you even like that, Hyung?!'- mumbled Taehyung more to himself than to the other, for he wanted to live, bruh. (YK IF YK)

However, Jungkook looked at him, with a confused gaze, to which Taehyung just coughed and looked everywhere but not at the boy, embarrassed.

'Sir, I'm getting the new bandages, and medicines that need to apply to the patient, please do not let him move, or touched any of the wounds. And don't let the wounds get wet either, it might cause infection.'- with that the nurse went out, bowing to them, and turning red as Jin winked at her again.

Jimin hurriedly removed all the wet towels and the bowl of water kept near Jungkook.

'How do you feel, Kook?'- asked Jin softly.

Jungkook kept looking at him for a second but then lowered his gaze, not replying.

Jin looked at Tae frowning,

'Aye! The doctor said Jungkook's under a heavy dose of medication, he might not reply or speak, for the dizziness, and slight drowsiness he is having due to the effects, which make him, I guess, not really take in what we are saying.'- said Jimin smiling sheepishly, as he continued. 'Sorry, I forgot to tell this to you both, since that time Tae had gone to wash up.'

The other two nodded and sighed softly, looking at Jungkook who was once again looking outside the window.

The nurse entered with Suga, who was carrying two bags, which he kept on the table, and walked over to the others.

'You came here alone, Jin Hyung?'- he asked.

'Well, Joonie was going to pick me up, but I couldn't control it, and came by myself, with my car. Joon and Hobi will come together, I think, they were handling work today in your company, Tae.'

Taehyung nodded, his attention on the nurse whose back was facing him, and the lady seemed to be doing something.

Tae motioned the rest to talk, as he walked over, slowly, to the nurse, without making the footsteps noise audible. He peeked over her shoulder to see her injecting something into the bottle of glucose.

'What are you doing, hm?'- he spoke, in a deep voice, to which the nurse jumped and held her chest, standing aside.

'I-i was just injecting the medicine into the glucose...'

'Are you sure, hm?'

'Y-yes, sir.'

'Which medicine?'

'S-sir?'

'What does the medicine do, the one you inserted into the bottle?'

She looked at the injection and then spoke, 'It's dextrose sir...' (again, the author doesn't know anything about medicines...showwy)

'From the next time onwards, do it all, in front of us, hm? And yeah, try and do no mistakes, for the outcomes can be pretty bad.'

The nurse nodded frantically in fear.

'Alright alright, relax Tae, and yeah, I'll help you dress and bandage Jungkook, I hope you understand.' -said a calm Jin, while holding Tae's shoulder.

The nurse nodded and began to arrange the other things, and move the medicines which will be needed on the trolley.

Tae went and sat beside Jungkook, taking a deep breath, and looking outside, where the boy was. He noticed there is no sunlight today, and thought that it might rain, and then looked at Jungkook, whose attention had been taken by the nurse who was trying to remove the neck collar. The room itself wasn't really bright, but at the same time, it wasn't really dark.

Tae stood up and simply made Jungkook face him, as he unclipped the neck collar from behind, and held Jungkook's head softly, keeping it on his shoulder, as he sat down on the bed's corner, softly holding Jungkook against his chest. The boy didn't say anything, just closed his eyes.

'Apply the medicines on his back first, and then we can lay him down, he's been sitting for too long.' - he said to the nurse and Jin.

'Remove his shirt Tae'.

Tae nodded, and Jin helped, as they undid the shirt's buttons and removed it.

Jimin gasped, for he hadn't yet seen the bandages being changed, or medicines being applied, unlike Taehyung, and Jin, Jimin and the rest didn't see the marks that were on the boy's chest and back, the faded marks of whip and belts, bluish-purple areas here and there, and a big scratch or more like a cut, etched across the upper back, collarbone, and ending near the upper chest of Jungkook.

Jin softly applied, and rubbed medicine on the skin and then, bandaged Jungkook's chest and shoulder area, as Tae held the boy's figure softly in his arms.

Once done, Tae laid down, the now sleeping figure of Jungkook, and put two fluffy pillows under his head and neck, raising overall his upper abdomen so that the wound doesn't sting. They didn't make him wear the shirt again, since it was dirty, and either way, it'd stick to the boy's skin.

Removing the sheets covering his legs, Jungkook was only wearing shorts. Jin did most of the part in cleaning the wounds, and scratchings, applying crepe bandages to the sprained areas. They did the same with the boy's arms and covered him with a thin soft blanket, that Suga had brought for the hospital clothes and sheets sucked.

After the IV was changed, and Jungkook was sleeping again, the boys did breakfast sorta lunch while sitting on the couch, silently, and one by one dozed off as an afternoon nap, Jimin and Suga on one side of the couch, Jin on the other, and Tae with his head on Jungkook's bed, holding the boy's hand, and sitting on a cushioned chair.

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*A day later*

The boys were sitting around Jk, in the VIP room where he was admitted.

Tae was staring at his face, as the younger was breathing softly within the oxygen mask while holding his small bandaged hand among his bigger ones. Jimin was still asleep on Suga's shoulder. Hoseok had gone to the washroom, whilst Jin and Namjoon were sitting together on the chairs.

It had been 5 hours, and Jungkook hadn't woken up. That's when the doctor came inside with another young lady wearing a doctor's coat.

DOCTOR- Mr. Kim, meet Ms. Y/N, she's the psychiatrist I was talking about. And I need to discuss the test results.

NAMJOON- Alright, speak up, doc.

This time the girl spoke.

Y/N- Was the boy suffering from any kind of syndrome before, like in his childhood or something?

Everyone looked at each other.

JIN- Y-yeah. He used to behave like a little boy, and we got to know that he was suffering from little space syndrome.

Y/N- Well then, his case is dangerous. The pills as the doctor told you, were to control his little self from coming into exposure. Basically, I think he had been controlling and hadn't slipped for long enough to harm him mentally.

TAE- Nothing will happen to him, right?

Y/N- I can't say anything, but in such cases, the person usually isn't able to live like a normal one, their brain goes all mushy and they aren't able to make out what they're doing. Chances are that the brain goes dead, well doesn't function. But, then I won't say anything until I check him up, once he's awake.

HOSEOK- Why isn't he waking up, till now?

DOCTOR- Let me check.

The doctor began to check up on Jungkook, and then the meds.

DOCTOR- It's the result of drugs. He hasn't slept like this for long, his body is deprived of natural sleep. If you don't mind me asking, who did this? I mean who can make such an innocent boy suffer so bad?!

Y/N- There are people like that, doc. Every day, someone or the other comes with their problems to me, and you know what, it's always caused by the people around them. Depression, disorders, anxiety, etc, etc. It's all the result of how we humans treat each other these days. I wish life could rewind itself and go back to the time when love was pure, and there was no selfishness.

While they all were talking a bit, Tae was just staring and staring. However, he got surprised when he felt Jungkook move a bit. He thought it was just an act of his mind but no, Jungkook's fingers were moving and at the same time, the machines attached began to beep. Everyone's attention went to the boy. Jungkook began to breathe faster than usual.

DOCTOR- His blood pressure is going down, and this can result in heart failure. We need to do something!

Tae didn't know what happened and why he did it, he just held Jungkook's hand, and picked his body a bit so that he managed to circle the boy's figure around one of his arms. He made the boy's limp figure in a sitting position and kept the Jungkook's unconscious limp head on his chest, and the boy was pretty small in front of him. He held him softly, yet safely in his arms, with his own self sitting half on the bed, with one leg dangling over the side. Making Jungkook listen to his fastening heartbeat, he closed his eyes, and moved his lips towards the boy's ear, whispering,

"Jungkook, it's alright.... love, you're alright. We are with you, I'm with you. Nothing will happen, just relax, okay? Relax, and you'll be alright. My baby, you'll get well, you'll be okay. Wake up, for me, for us. You're strong, hm? Everything's okay, bub..."

He continued to whisper sweet little nothings in the boy's ear, and with one hand, held the boy around his waist, the other brushing the boy's damp locks, and holding him close to his own heart.

The others didn't say anything but watched. When the doctor was about to speak, Y/N motioned him to stay silent.

Surprisingly, soon enough, the blood pressure began to level up, and become constant. Even the breathing.

It continued for a few seconds, before Jk's finger moved, and his eyes began to flutter open.

JIN- Tae!

Taehyung looked at the boy's side and began to lay him down, once again, softly, and slowly.

Jungkook was having an oxygen mask on, so he just looked around. The doctor came closer to him, but he began to move, in the opposite direction.

Y/N- Hey Jungkook? How're you doing, hmm? Hi! I'm Y/N! I'm here to help you, okay? We all mean no harm...hmm?

Jungkook kept looking at her until she came close and kept a hand on his forehead.

Guess what, he calmed down.

The doctor began to check on him and once he was done, they removed the oxygen mask.

Taehyung once again made the boy sit, this time with a little bit of help from Jin, who arranged pillows behind the boy's back. Once they were done, they backed off, to see Jungkook looking at all of them, Jimin wide awake, Hoseok back since last few minutes. All of the six boys stood around the bed, and Jungkook's gaze was weak but he widened his eyes when he recognized all of them, the effects of days worth of medicines, now finally wavering off.

Tae kept looking at him with eyes filled with unexplainable emotions, whilst the others passed up awkward smiles, including Suga who was looking everywhere but not at the 'kid'.

A few minutes of silence were broken when Jungkook looked down at his lap and his bandaged hands came up to his face, to his eyes, as he began to cry, soundlessly, with a few gaps here and there.

His hands were shaking, and so, not being able to hold himself any longer, Taehyung came closer and held the boy, once again to his chest, Jungkook's hands lowered, as he pressed himself more into Taehyung's chest, asking for what he wanted,

For what he felt it...the warmth.