JUNGKOOK

Knock Knock

"Oh, Lt. Jeon, please come in"

Stepping foot inside the doctor's chamber I walked straight to the desk that was centered in the room with Dr. Choi Daejung sitting behind it, a small but professional grin latched on to his round face.

"Have a seat" he gestured with his hands towards the empty chair across from him and without much of a hesitation I walked further inside the room before plopping my ass down on the cushioned surface. The clock hanging on the wall behind him struck 5 in the evening and the fact that I was summoned by him at this odd hour once again popped up in my mind, rendering me curious. It was just this morning that Daejung's assistant rang me up setting me up for a meeting with her foreman. Won't deny I already had plans for the afternoon but considering that Dr. Choi was Y/N's doctor I couldn't just not come.

"So? What did you wanna talk to me about?" I finally asked, placing both my hands on his desk before pushing the tiled floor with my feet to shove my rolling chair further towards the table to eventually come face to face with the doctor.

"Ah yes, I wanted to talk to you about one of the patients you brought in yesterday-"

"Y/N? Did something happen to her? Is she okay?" the prompted solemnity flew right out the window as I rudely cut the doctor off there by assailing him with desperate questions. I was at a point where everything about Y/N and her grim condition riled me up and this was no different.

However, the man that looked barely thirty, didn't seem to mind my abrupt intrusion and only flashed me a reassuring smile while shaking his head a no with his hands raised high in defense.

"No no, not her, I'm talking about Sang-Ook" he finally got to complete his sentence and just like that, all the fear and concern that had just now been stifling me contorted into sheer disgust and hatred as the name of Sang-Ook rolled out of Daejung's tongue.

"What about him?" I asked with an annoyed scoff, not bothering to conceal my vehemence which however seemed to pull out an amused chuckle out of Daejung.

The doctors knew about the entire police encounter scenario and they also knew that Sang-Ook was a felon here, we had to tell them when we urged for the committee's permission regarding keeping the patient under strict police surveillance. There were two officers always guarding his chamber.

"You really seem to hate that man, Lieutenant"

"Yes I do, but what is it about him that you wanna talk about?"

"Well, your little enemy has gained consciousness this morning. We have checked him and there's nothing wrong with him. It's just that when you brought him in, there was an excessive dosage of sedatives in his system. That is what kept him asleep for so many hours. But the chemical is now out of his system and you are free to take him to jail or wherever you plan on taking him. Just sign on this paper and he'll be officially discharged"

There was nothing more annoying than to see that man's face again but there was a little satisfaction too because now, finally I'd be getting the chance to remunerate Mr. Right Hand Man with all the extravagance he deserved.

Talk about tables turning...

Without wasting even a single second, I fished my phone out of my pocket and called one of the officers that was on guard duty today. He picked up only after two rings and I blurted out the entire situation, asking him to contact Namjoon for reinforcements in order to take that fucker straight to jail. Oh how long have I been waiting for this to happen.

Sang-Ook didn't yet have any arrest warrant on his name but the office still desired to keep him locked up till the trial and that they'd only let him go if he was proved not guilty in front of the court. And considering the entire offensive situation, the higher authorities agreed to this so here I was, relishing the mere thought of Sang-Ook rotting in jail.

With a small "okay" the officer cut the call and turning the screen off of my phone I dropped it back in my pocket before facing the doctor again.

"Sang-Ook's discharge will be taken care of doctor, but what about Y/N, how is she doing?" I could hear the worry once again tainting my voice and a look of concern also crossed Daejung's face which only made me even more weary.

"I am afraid the swelling in her lung is increasing" Daejung heaved a deep sigh and at the same time, I heard my heart crack. Anxiousness engulfed me whole and I looked up at the doctor, gravely waiting for him to come up with a 'but'. I wanted a but that'd be followed by something like she'll be fine and luckily this time, I got what I wanted, well something close.

"But don't yet lose hope Jungkook. We are trying our best to bring her out of danger and to some extent, her body has also started responding to our treatments so that's a good thing"

"Oh, okay, thanks doctor"

"No problem, it's my duty, and yeah, call me Daejung"

He handed me the papers for Sang-Ook's release and clutching those tightly in my hands, I bowed to the doctor before standing up and making my way to the door. However, just as I was about to turn the knob to unlock the door, Daejung spoke again, rendering me halted in my steps.

"The visiting hours are on. You can visit Miss Y/N if you want to"

I heaved a defeated sigh before turning my head half way to the side to face him and nodding slightly to his assertion, I walked out of the room and straight to the elevator. I pressed for the fourth floor where my Y/N so peacefully rested.

The automated doors slid open and I almost ran through the empty corridor, wanting to reach Y/N's ICU as fast as possible. However, on opening the door to the room, I had to pause my movements for four more men were already present there out of which, three sat on stools surrounding Y/N's bed while the fourth stood beside her, holding her hand firmly in his.

"Jungkook?" Jimin was the first to snap his gaze towards me and right after he said my name, the other three pairs of eyes landed square on me. My gaze though stayed rooted on just one of them, specifically the one that was standing by the bed, Seokjin.

I gulped down the lump that had formed in my throat when Jin's eyes met mine and the memories of him being mad at me echoed through my mind. The last time I saw him, he asked me to leave his sister alone and as soon as the thought of the dismal incident crossed my mind, I found myself taking a step back. I was so desperate to see Y/N, to touch her, to hold her but at the same time, I didn't wanna disappoint her family anymore. No matter what they thought about me, I still considered them my friends, my mates and I didn't want them to loathe me even more than what they already did.

So I sucked it up and was about to turn around to leave but I was caught totally off guard when I heard loud footsteps quickly approaching me and even before I could turn around to see what was going on, a pair of slender arms draped around my shoulders, pulling me into a firm hug.

"I am sorry Jungkook, please forgive me" it was Jin.

The extent to which my eyes widened was painful and the shocked gasp that pushed passed my throat was vividly audible throughout the whole room. However, it was barely as loud as the distressed sobs that were being shed by Jin. In spite of being muffled by my now wet shirt, Jin's wails rang loud and clear and I couldn't help but shed some tears of my own.

"I am sorry for saying all those mean things to you. Clearly I wasn't thinking. All those stress from seeing Y/N so weak and vulnerable made me say all those nasty stuffs but I didn't mean them Jungkook, please understand"

"You don't need to apologize hyung. I understand what you were going through and I really don't mind. And I am sorry too. No matter what my intentions were, it was still wrong of me to go behind your backs and take matters in my own hands. Please forgive me hyung"

More tears barging into the already messed up concoction of emotions? Sure, why not, that's what we needed, didn't we? But honestly, I for one was grateful to have this little communal break down. Sure it was quite an overwhelming moment for all of us, yet with the tears I could feel some stress flow out as well and I felt a lot less burdened now that I had my friends back. I was happy that I wasn't alone in this anymore.

No eyes in the room were left dry. Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok who were previously seated on the stools walked up to us and they all apologized to me for judging me wrong and I was glad that it was all sorted now. Even though the pain of not having Y/N by my side was still vivid, a big part of me was pleased with how the events of today turned out.

"Wae? What are you all hugging for, and that too without me?" a husky groan echoed from behind followed by some small giggles in chorus. It didn't take a whole second for us to decipher who that voice belonged to and indeed we were missing this one crucial member of our boys scouts.

Jin and Hoseok let go of each others' holds and made a small opening between them for a sixth member to squeeze in and Taehyung was there in an instant, popping his head inside the group hug.

"Did Jin Hyung forgive us or something?" Taehyung asked smugly making the aforementioned roll his eyes at the younger male.

"I knew it! Jin hyung loves us, he can't stay mad at us for long" he let out teasing giggles now making Jin glare at him with nonchalant eyes.

"Don't push it Tae" he growled only for Taehyung to laugh harder and soon after six distinct chuckles reverberated through the walls of the ICU.

The change in the mood felt really good and the freshness that now lingered above sprinkled us with some much needed serenity.

"But guys" Jimin suddenly started making the laughters die down but slowly. "There's still something that Jungkook hid from us"

My brows scrunched together in confusion and I looked at him with curious eyes while the others stole glances at both of us simultaneously, some faces already turning doubtful.

"What you talking about Jimin?" Hoseok asked looking deeply into Jimin's eyes, however the latter looked more relaxed than ever. If anything, he had a mischievous smirk slowly growing on his face.

Seriously, what is this dude getting at?

"Umm, it's just that, Jungkook hid from us that he had such a cute nickname, right Gukkie?"

Once again my eyes widened to a painful limit and my mouth involuntarily hung open for I was not expecting him to know that name but then I remembered, Namjoon hyung had called me that earlier in his office. Not gonna lie, as a kid I used to love this nickname of mine and I still do for it's something my parents gave. However, as a grown up man, I decided to not use it in public and now that I was standing among five men looking at me and giggling away, I knew exactly how right my decision was.

"Don't call me that" I howled, trying to sound scary but somehow that only increased the sniggers around me and I looked at Jimin with an angry pout.

"You'll regret this so bad" halfway through my threat Jimin had already broken into a sprint along the corridor while still guffawing like a maniac and I chased behind him with now a smirk of my own.

"You little tease, comeback here" the sounds behind me surged as well and I accelerated in my steps.

Sang-Ook can wait, first I'm gonna beat up this shortie.

"JIMINSHIII!!"

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To Be Continued...