Third person's pov

As Mrs. Jeon relayed the news to Mr. Jeon, Yoongi, and Jimin, their faces paled with shock and disbelief. Mr. Jeon's hands trembled as he struggled to process the reality of his son's diagnosis.

"H-how could it be?" he stammered, his voice choked with emotion.

Yoongi's mind raced with a million questions, his heart heavy with concern for his younger brother. "It means Taehyung also knew it all along?" he said, his tone filled with frustration.

Without waiting for a response, Yoongi reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he dialed Taehyung's number. His heart pounded in his chest, fear gnawing at his insides as he waited for Taehyung to pick up.

"Hello, hyung?" Taehyung's voice came through the line,

"Come to our house right now!" Yoongi said, his voice urgent.

Taehyung's brow furrowed, "What's wrong? Is Jungkook okay?" he asked, with a sense of worry in his voice.

Yoongi's frustration boiled over, his fear and anger mingling into a potent cocktail of emotion. "I said just come right now!" he shouted,

Without another word, he hung up the phone, his hands shaking as he threw the phone on the sofa.

With Taehyung.......

As Yoongi hung up the call, Taehyung's heart pounded with worry, his mind consumed with thoughts. Without wasting anymore time, he rushed over to Hye-joon's cabin, his footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway.

Hye-joon looked up from her desk, her brow furrowed in concern. "What's wrong, appa?" she asked,

Taehyung's breath caught in his throat as he struggled to find the words. "Yoongi hyung has called us home," he explained, his voice strained with urgency. "It's urgent."

Hye-joon nodded immediately, her heart racing with apprehension. Did they also got to know about eomma's diagnosis? she wondered silently,

Without wasting another moment, Taehyung and Hye-joon hurried to the car. They drove in tense silence, each lost in their own thoughts, until they reached Taemin's college.

" A-Appa what's wrong ? Why did you came to pick me up early ?" Taemin asked as he sat beside Hye-joon.

Taehyung's grip tightened on the steering wheel, as he replied, " Stay silent for now Taemin."

Taemin nodded as his eyes went downcast towards his lap.

After a few minutes.......

As Taehyung, Hye-joon, and Taemin pulled up to the Jeon house, they were greeted by the sight of Jungkook, Minyoung, and Sunho already standing on the doorstep.

Taehyung's heart clenched at the sight of Jungkook, " he looks so weak," he instantly thought in his head.

Jungkook met Taehyung's gaze briefly, but quickly averted his eyes, his expression unreadable. Taehyung felt a pang of sadness at the distance between them,

Minyoung and Sunho approached Taehyung and bowed, "Hello uncle," Minyoung greeted, her voice gentle.

Taehyung managed a small smile in return, but his mind was bursting with the possibilities of what Yoongi wanted to say," Hello," he replied back.

Meanwhile, Taemin wasted no time in rushing to Jungkook's side, his eyes brimming with tears. "Eomma, I'm sorry," he choked out, as his arms wrapped around Jungkook. "Eo-omma.... eomma."

Jungkook felt his throat tighten at Taemin's words, his heart breaking at the sight of his son's tears. He wrapped Taemin in a hesitant hug,

Taemin clung to Jungkook tightly, his tears staining Jungkook's shirt. "I'm so-orry f-for eve-eryth-hing," he whispered,

Jungkook's heart ached at Taemin's words, but he still didn't responded and gently freed himself from Taemin's embrace and made his way inside the house, the others following silently behind him.

" E-Eo-om-mma." Taemin mumbled as he followed Jungkook inside the house.

As Jungkook stepped into the living room, he saw Mr. Jeon, his usually stoic father, sitting on the couch with tears streaming down his face. Beside him, Yoongi and Jimin sat in silence, their expressions heavy.

Jungkook's throat tightened as he took in the scene before him, " What's w-wrong ?"

As Mrs. Jeon's eyes fell upon Jungkook,  she rushed towards him, her emotions overwhelming her senses.

"Jun-ngkook," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of frustration and anger.

Jungkook turned towards her, "Eomma-" he began,

But before he could finish his sentence, Mrs. Jeon's hand flew through the air, connecting with his cheek in a resounding slap. The sound echoed through the room, sending shockwaves rippling through the gathered family members.

Gasps of disbelief filled the air as Yoongi immediately rushed towards Mrs. Jeon, his eyes wide with shock. He gently pulled Jungkook away from her,

"Eomma, what are you doing?" Yoongi said, his voice was loud.

Mrs. Jeon's eyes brimmed with tears as she struggled to compose herself. "How could you do this?" she cried, her voice quivering with emotion. "Why didn't you tell us? Do you think that we wouldn't have supported you? I am your mot-ther, and you d-didn't te-tll me..."

Her words trailed off as she dissolved into tears, her body racked with sobs and hiccups. Jimin rushed to her side, offering her a glass of water to soothe her frazzled nerves.

" W-Why did-dn't y-you tel-ll me.... w-why di-id you g-go throu-ugh every-ything alone, you br-rat." She said, crying heavily.

Jungkook's mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts. Do they know now? He thought,

Taehyung's voice cut through the tension like a knife, "What didn't Jungkook tell?" he said, his eyes flashing with confusion.

Yoongi turned towards Taehyung, his expression grave. "Stop with your acting, Taehyung," he snapped, his patience wearing thin. "You already know what this is about."

Taehyung's eyes widened in genuine confusion. "I swear I don't know," he protested, his voice tinged with desperation. "What's going on, Jungkook?"

Jungkook felt a lump form in his throat as he struggled to find the words to explain.

Taehyung approached Jungkook, his eyes pleading for an explanation. "What is it, Jungkook? What's going on?" he implored, his voice filled with confusion.

Jungkook closed his eyes, "I... I...I..." he began, his voice barely above a whisper.

But before he could continue, Hye-joon's voice rang out from behind him, her words hanging heavy in the air. "He has leukemia," she said, her tone was plain.

Jungkook felt a surge of relief wash over him as the weight of his secret was lifted from his shoulders. He knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but now atleast everyone knows.

The room fell into a heavy silence, for 1-2 minutes no one dared to speak a word but the silence was shattered by Taehyung's anguished voice,

"Why didn't you tell me?" Taehyung's voice echoed through the room, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" he repeated when he got no response, his voice cracking with emotion.

Yoongi's voice cut through the room, his own emotions raw and unfiltered. "DON'T YELL AT HIM OR I WILL BREAK THAT MOUTH OF YOURS," he shouted,

But Taehyung was beyond reason, ignoring Yoongi's words, he stepped forward and grabbed Jungkook's shoulders, his grip tight with desperation.

"TELL ME," Taehyung demanded, his voice pleading for answers. "TELL ME WHY YOU DIDN'T TELL ME."

Jungkook recoiled at Taehyung's touch, his own emotions bubbling to the surface. "WHY DIDN'T I TELL YOU?" he shouted, his voice echoing through the room. "WHY DIDN'T I TELL YOU?" he repeated,

He lashed out, his hand connecting with Taehyung's cheek in a resounding slap. The sound reverberated through the room,

"WERE YOU SO FUCKING BUSY THAT YOU COULDN'T EVEN NOTICE?" Jungkook continued, his voice trembling with pent-up emotion. "DID YOU EVER LISTEN TO ME? IN THESE YEARS, DID YOU EVER SAY, 'HOW ARE YOU FEELING, JUNGKOOK? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?'"

He paused, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to control his emotions. "I JUST FORGOT TO WAKE YOU UP ONE DAY," he continued, his voice trembling with anger. "AND YOU SHOUTED AND TAUNTED AT ME THE WHOLE FREAKING DAY! DID YOU EVEN TRY TO CARE ABOUT ME? DID YOU EVEN TRY TO SEE THAT I WAS NOT WELL? WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE EVEN DONE IF I TOLD YOU I HAVE LEUKEMIA? WOULD YOU HAVE CARED?"

"I WOULD HAVE," Taehyung shouted, "I WOULD HAVE STAYED BESIDE YOU ALL THE TIME."

But Jungkook pushed him away, his own anger boiling over. "NO, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE," he shouted, his voice filled with bitterness. "YOU WOULD HAVE NEVER DONE IT. YOU DON'T FREAKING LOVE ME ANYMORE. YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME ANYMORE."

" I DO, I DO FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU, I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH, DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU?"

He grabbed Taehyung's collar, his hands shaking with rage. "NOW, DON'T YOU DARE ACT LIKE YOU CARE," he spat, his words laced with venom. "YOU BASTARD."

With that, Jungkook released Taehyung's collar, his chest heaving with exertion.

"You wouldn't have done anything, you fucking liar!" Jungkook's voice cracked with emotion as he spat out the words, his chest heaving with rage.

With those final words, Jungkook turned away, his entire body trembling with the weight of his emotions. He took two shaky steps forward, his vision blurring as the world spun around him. And then, without warning, darkness engulfed him, and he crumpled to the ground.

"Jungkook!" Mr. Jeon's voice rang out, filled with panic and fear, as he rushed forward to catch his son before he hit the ground.

The room erupted into chaos as everyone gathered around Jungkook's prone form,

Jimin knelt beside Jungkook, his hands shaking as he checked for signs of consciousness. "Jungkook, can you hear me?" he called out,

Yoongi immediately called an ambulance and Jungkook was rushed to the hospital.

In the hospital........

In the waiting room, a heavy silence settled over the family as they anxiously awaited news of Jungkook's condition.

Taemin's sobs filled the air, his heart wrenching cries echoing off the sterile walls. "E-Eom-mma," he whimpered between hiccups,

Mrs. Jeon enveloped her grandson in a tight embrace, "Halm-moni's here, Taem-min," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Ev-verything will be okay."

But Taemin's cries only grew louder, his fear and sadness overwhelming him. "Is eom-mma goin-ng to die, halmoni?" he asked, his words muffled by his tears. "I'm so s-sorry f-for hu-urting h-him b-but pl-lease, p-please I n-need hi-im, I w-want him," he mumbled, his thoughts a jumbled mess of guilt and fear.

Mrs. Jeon held Taemin even closer, "No, don't say th-hat," she said softly,
"Nothi-ing wi-ill happen to h-him."

" Minyoung, get taemin a glass of water, " Jimin said as he patted Taemin's back.

Minyoung immediately got up and offered Taemin a glass of water and gently patted his head in a soothing gesture of comfort.

Across the room, Taehyung's gaze remained fixed on the door through which Jungkook had disappeared. His mind whirled with a million thoughts, struggling to process the gravity of Jungkook's diagnosis.

Suddenly, the doors swung open, and a group of doctors emerged, "We're keeping him overnight for tests," one of them announced, "His blood pressure shot up, and that's why he lost consciousness."

Taehyung's heart leaped into his throat at the news, his hands trembling, "Can w-we see him?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Only two people at a time," The doctor said and then he went away.

As Taehyung moved to enter the room, Yoongi grabbed his hand, his grip firm. "Don't you dare enter that room," he warned, his voice laced with anger. "I won't allow you to see him."

Taehyung's eyes flashed with defiance, "Hyung, I respect you a lot," he began, his voice tinged with frustration. "But he is my husband, and I have every single right to see him."

Yoongi's eyes narrowed, his own anger simmering beneath the surface. "Did you treat him as your husband?" he retorted,

Before Taehyung could respond, Mrs. Jeon's cracked voice cut through the tension,"Please, don't start right now," she pleaded, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Not in a h-hospital. Ju-ust shut up, bo-oth of you."

The room fell silent once more,

Then with heavy hearts, Mrs. Jeon and Taemin were the first to enter Jungkook's hospital room. As they laid eyes on Jungkook's pale and unconscious form, Taemin's couldn't control himself.

He fell to his knees beside Jungkook's bed, his hands reaching out to grasp his mother's limp hand tightly. "Eom-mma," he sobbed, his voice trembling with anguish. "Eo-omma, wake up. I'm so s-sorry. Eom-mma..."

Taemin's cries could be heard clearly in the silent hallway of the hospital.

After a few minutes, a nurse hurried towards the room, "I'm sorry, but because of the crying, other patients are getting disturbed," she gently reprimanded. "Please, try to keep the noise down."

" We apologize, " Taehyung said while bowing slightly.

Then Taehyung signalled Hye-joon to bring Taemin out of the room.

Hye-joon entered the room, her heart heavy at the sight of her brother's condition. Without hesitation, she knelt down beside Taemin, her hands reaching out to gently lift him to his feet.

"Shh, it's okay," Hye-joon murmured soothingly, her voice a soft whisper of comfort. "Come on, let's go outside for a moment hmm."

She led Taemin out of the room, guiding him to a nearby chair where he collapsed, his body wracked with sobs. Taemin buried his face in his hands, his tears flowing freely as he struggled to come to terms with the reality of Jungkook's condition.

Hye-joon sat beside him, her hand resting gently on his head.

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So that was all for today's chapter, I hope you enjoyed reading it.

What are your views on it ?

What do you think about everyone's reaction ?

What do you think about Jungkook's  and Taehyung's argument?

What do you think about Taehyung's words ?

Do you agree with Yoongi ?

Borahae,
Byeee.

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