TAEHYUNG POV

Jungkook and I somehow managed to finish the abundance of food I had brought and we were presently sitting at the edge of the cliff, admiring the scenery with a glass of coke in our hands.

The sun was shining blindingly with its rays setting a golden glow on us. The yellow ball of fire went down lower in the sky with each passing minute, leaving behind an array of colours ranging from orange to pink on the once blue canvas.

"It's really beautiful," Jungkook breathed out for the umpteenth time.

I simply hummed in agreement.

None of us realised when the whole day went by. We ate, talked, joked and played around. Time really flies fast when you're having fun. For the first time in a while, I felt free and truly happy.

We had already packed everything up, the grill had been cleaned, the tablecloths folded, the plates washed and piled up. We were pretty much ready to leave the place.

Yet, there was one thing I knew I needed to do. Or rather, say.

Jungkook got up to place his empty glass on the table, without suspecting how nervous I was getting. With wobbling legs, I inhaled sharply before also getting up and following him. He raised an eyebrow when he saw me standing in front of him.

It felt like the setting sun provided the perfect atmosphere for my confession and I knew it was my last chance to tell him everything truthfully. If I let go of this opportunity, I might never have the courage to do so again.

"Ac-actually, I wanted to tell you some-something," I stuttered. I didn't mean to appear this nervous but I couldn't help it.

Jungkook hummed, indicating me to go ahead.

However, I couldn't get a word out. I started to rock on my heels and fiddle with my fingers, my anxiety levelling up. Jungkook seemed to have noticed how jittery I had become for he asked, "hyung, is everything okay?"

I nodded swiftly. "Y-yeah... it's just you have to- to promise me to listen till the very end and not to freak out or- or run away before I finish," I said.

He took my hands in his own ones and affirmed, "I promise I won't. Now tell me, what's wrong?" I looked up to meet his pretty doe eyes peering curiously at me. Along with the curiosity, there was also concern dancing in his brown orbs.

"I- I really don't know where to start," I admitted, looking down at my feet.

"Start from the beginning," he said softly. He squeezed my hands a little, an action which never failed to comfort me.

I took a deep breath. Okay that's it. It's now or never.

"From the very beginning, you've always been there for me and I've always enjoyed having you by my side," I began, holding onto his hands tightly. I felt my whole frame begin to shake but I did my best to keep myself composed by taking deep breaths in between my words.

"You were always there and we spent so much time together that sometimes it felt like you were a part of me, like we were the same soul in different bodies if that makes any sense. You helped me so much ever since I came to Seoul, and I always felt at ease when you were around. And throughout the years, it all developed into deeper feelings. I started feeling this need to always be by your side, to care for you, to always protect you."

At this point, I couldn't look him in the eyes anymore. Maybe I was afraid of what emotions I would find in there. My hands became sweaty. They slipped away a little in Jungkook's hands so that he was holding them loosely compared to his tight hold earlier.

One deep breath and here it goes...

"At first, I didn't realise what these feelings were. But as they grew in intensity, I couldn't ignore them anymore and I- I realised that I... I love you more than a brother, Jungkook," as I said those words, I felt his hands leaving mine but I still couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes. I guessed he was shocked by the sudden confession, I mean who wouldn't be?

"And I- I'm not telling you that while expecting you to like me back or anything," I added hastily while frantically moving my hands around since they apparently couldn't remain still. "I just wanted to let you know. I feel like it's your right to know about those feelings I have nurtured for you."

Suddenly the words were flowing out of my mouth and all the uncertainty I had about what to say disappeared. "I don't know what exactly about you made me fall so hard for you but Jungkook, you really make me so happy. Just the sight of you or hearing your voice or merely seeing your smile brightens my darkest days and I know, this might be strange to you and you might think I'm weird for falling in love with you. But I can't choose who I fall in love with and I don't regret that the first person I fell so hard for happened to be you."

A small smile formed on my lips because I really didn't regret falling in love with Jungkook. No matter how hard it had been for me or how much sadness it brought me at times, Jungkook was still the cause of my euphoria. I truly loved him more than anything else in this world.

However, a thought occured to me and I hastened myself to clarify, "b-but it doesn't have to change anything bet-between us. I- I just wanted you t-to know how I feel and I know it might take some time for you to digest all that an-and that's f-fine. I'm aware that things might not be the- the same between us anymore b-but," my voice began cracking as I prepared myself to say the next words.

"P-please don-don't hate- hate me. I- I love you s-so much and- and I won't be able to li-live knowing you ha-hate me," I sobbed. A few tears escaped my eyes and fell on my shoes that had suddenly become so interesting to stare at.

I still couldn't find the courage to look at Jungkook. I was scared of his reaction. Was he looking at me with resentment? Disgust? Anger? Hatred?

"H-hyung," he began to say and I instinctively lifted my head up to meet his eyes.

Yet, for the first time, I couldn't read the emotions his expressive irises held. They were slightly widened, probably still shocked from the sudden confession. However, they also seemed blank to me or maybe there was just too much emotions swirling in them that I couldn't tell them apart. Or perhaps it was the blur of tears in my own eyes that prevented me to see clearly.

But either way, it was impossible for me to have an indication of what Jungkook's reaction to my words was. Just as he opened his mouth to continue speaking, the loud ringing of my phone interrupted him. 

I fished the device out of my pocket and wiped my tears with my sweater's sleeve to have a clearer view. I frowned upon seeing that it was Jimin calling. He knew I was supposed to be with Jungkook and he wouldn't disturb unless it was of great importance, would he?

With that thought in mind, I picked up the phone and placed it to my ear. Jimin's shaky voice uttered a few incoherent words to my ear and it took me a while to process them.

But once I did, my phone slipped out of my hold from the shock, his words echoing like a blaring siren in my ears. My eyes which I had just wiped a few seconds ago filled with tears again as my mind and whole body froze on the spot.

THIRD PERSON POV

Jungkook watched as Taehyung picked up the call and his face went pale in a matter of seconds before dropping the phone. The younger's features scrunched up in confusion.

"Hyung?" He called out but received no reply from Taehyung. "Hyung, what's wrong?"

It was as if the older couldn't even hear him. He was seemingly frozen in shock. Jungkook bent down to pick up the phone and see who had called but the moment he did, he noticed Taehyung starting to run towards the forest.

He quickly grabbed the phone and glanced at the screen, seeing it was Jimin but before he could put it to his ear, the call had ended. Still confused and slightly worried, he ran after Taehyung, calling out to the older boy but only being ignored in return.

He ran fast to catch up to him, concerned that the older might injure himself with how recklessly he was running down the steep slope in the obscurity that was slowly setting down. Only the last rays of the sun remained.

Just as Taehyung tripped and nearly hit his head against the trunk of a tree, Jungkook thankfully caught him in the nick of time. "Hyung, what's going on?" He asked, out of breath. Taehyung only looked up at him wide-eyed before regaining his posture and sprinting away once again. The older could barely register Jungkook's voice, let alone understand what was being said to him.

The younger started running after him again and soon, they were at the foot of the mountain. From a distance, Jungkook saw as Taehyung slipped, twisting his ankle a little and falling on his butt.

He rushed to his aid but the older had already gotten up on his own before Jungkook could even reach him. He limped slightly but somehow still managed to run to the car though his speed had considerably decreased compared to earlier, allowing Jungkook to catch up to him.

He entered the car, Jungkook managing to do the same before Taehyung started the engine and sped away. Jungkook could notice him wincing as he sat down and pressed hard on the gas pedal. He knew Taehyung had no issue bearing the pain since he often did it when they practiced choreographies.

The older would always do his best despite being injured (which would often lead to the injury worsening) and it never failed to worry Jungkook. And this time was no exception.

"Hyung, what's wrong?" He asked, alarmed. He had still not recovered from the shock of Taehyung confessing to him and now he was even more confused by the older's sudden behaviour. What could have Jimin told him for him to look so disturbed?

Jungkook's multiple questions remained unanswered as he could only watch Taehyung drive unusually fast, garnering a good amount of speed tickets, to God knows where.

Taehyung seemed in a daze and it made Jungkook wonder how even was the elder driving. He worried that they might end up in an accident or something with the ravenette's rash driving. Nevertheless, the car finally screeched to a stop and both of them were thankfully unharmed.

Jungkook looked up at the building they had stopped in front of. Seoul National Clinic. What are we doing here?

Before Jungkook could even think of inquiring about it, Taehyung had already gotten out and bolted into the building at full speed. Jungkook felt his anxiety heighten as he followed after Taehyung.

The younger swore he had never seen him running so fast despite being injured in his whole life. What could have happened? Who is hurt? Why are we here? These questions revolved around Jungkook's mind and before he knew it, he found himself in front of the operation room.

All the members and the managers were gathered there. Hoseok's sister was also present. Everyone seemed to have a stressed out look on their faces. Jungkook looked around, the scene was so unusual from what he was used to seeing. Some were sobbing, some were taking their heads in their hands in despair, some were comforting the others.

"H-how is he?" He heard Taehyung's trembling voice ask Jimin.

"They said they won't be able to tell unless they conduct the surgery first," Jimin replied. Jungkook noticed how Jimin was a crying mess. Tears were flowing out of his red eyes incessantly and his bottom lip was almost bleeding from how hard he had been biting on it.

"He- he's going to be o-okay, ri-right?" Taehyung asked, tears falling out of his own eyes.

"Yes, have faith," assured their manager as he approached the two. "We rushed him here as soon as we were informed. I'm sure everything will be alright. He's strong, he'll get through it."

He? Who were they talking about?

Jungkook tried having a look around to see who was missing but his mind seemed like it wasn't ready to cooperate. The moment he noticed the blood coating some of the members' and managers' clothes, his brain stopped.

He couldn't even begin to imagine what could have happened. His breathing started to quicken and his knees began to feel weak. The thought of anything happening to someone he loved was purely devastating to him.

Nevertheless, he still managed to make his way towards some of the members despite his cloudy vision and wobbly legs. "Wha-what happened?" He asked in a low, quivering voice.

His mind was so hazy that he couldn't even identify the voice or face of the person who had answered him but the words that person had uttered sure enough were imprinted in his mind for it was all he could hear on repeat for the next few hours.

"Namjoon got into a grave accident and the doctors said they don't know if he's going to make it or not."

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Bet you all didn't expect this sudden turn of events haha What had you expected to happen in this chapter?

That confession part was so cringe tho. I'm so bad at confessions.

Btw I'm not going to stretch the story for too long and we're pretty much reaching its climax. So there should not be more than 10 chapters or so left before it ends.

Thank you everyone for supporting this book. I really enjoyed writing it for you all! Pls don't forget to vote. I love you all ♡