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Hospital Emergency Room

Jimin paced the corridor outside the emergency ward, his hands trembling, blood still on his fingers.

His eyes were swollen. He had called Jungkook's parents, his manager-everyone.

He sat down only to shoot up again when the doctor came out, peeling off his gloves.

"Doctor?" Jimin ran up to him. "Is he... okay?"

The doctor sighed and placed a hand on Jimin's shoulder.

"He's out of danger. No internal bleeding. But..."

He hesitated, eyes heavy.

"The injury to his spine was severe. He will survive. But..."

Jimin's heart dropped.

The doctor continued, "He won't be able to walk again. His legs are paralyzed."

Jimin stood there, frozen.

The doctor's voice faded into silence as his ears rang.

"No... no, that can't..." Jimin whispered, lips trembling.

"Bed rest is mandatory for the next few weeks. He'll need therapy, support, and... emotional strength. I may take my leave now, thank you."

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Jungkook's hospital room - late night

Jimin sat beside the bed, holding Jungkook's hand tightly, brushing back his hair.

Jungkook slowly opened his eyes, still groggy.

"...Jimin?"

Jimin leaned in instantly. "I'm here. I'm right here."

Jungkook blinked, brows furrowed. "W-what happened? Why do I feel... numb?"

Jimin's lips quivered, but he forced a smile. "You... got into a small accident. But you're okay now."

Jungkook tried to sit, but winced. He looked down at his legs.

"Why can't I... move them?"

Silence.

Jimin bit his lip hard, his heart ripping apart.

He finally whispered, "The doctor said... you might not be able to walk anymore."

Jungkook's face slowly crumbled. His eyes filled with disbelief, then panic.

"No... No, no, no... I was just-getting you flowers-"

"I know," Jimin choked out, eyes welling. "I saw everything. I'm so sorry-I couldn't... I couldn't stop it-"

Jungkook turned his face away, eyes blank and wet.

"Please don't look away," Jimin whispered, crawling onto the edge of the bed, cupping his face. "You're still you, Jungkook. You're here. That's all that matters."

"I was supposed to take care of you," Jungkook whispered, voice cracking. "How am I supposed to protect and love you now... like this?"

Jimin leaned in, pressing their foreheads together.

"I don't care if you walk or not. I don't care if you run or dance. I love you. And I'm not going anywhere."

Jungkook broke down, finally letting himself cry, and Jimin kissed his tears one by one.

"We'll get through this," Jimin whispered. "Together."

Hospital - Days Turn Into Weeks

The white walls didn't feel cold anymore. Not with Jimin around.

Every morning, Jungkook woke up to the scent of chamomile tea and the soft hum of Jimin brushing his hair with gentle fingers.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Jimin whispered one day, as he adjusted the blanket on Jungkook's lap.

Jungkook opened his eyes slowly, his voice still hoarse. "You stayed again?"

"I'll stay every night until you kick me out."

Jungkook tried to smile. "Never."

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Day 5 of Recovery

Jimin helped Jungkook sit up, placing a pillow behind his back.

"Ready for breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Yes, you are," Jimin said, holding a spoonful of rice porridge. "Open up or I'm calling the nurse."

Jungkook huffed. "That's cheating."

"I'm allowed to cheat when it comes to you."

Jungkook finally opened his mouth. "It tastes better when you feed me."

"I made it myself," Jimin said, blushing proudly.

"You should open a restaurant."

Jimin giggled. "Only if you're my first customer."

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The rain tapped gently against the hospital window, a calming rhythm in the otherwise silent room.

Jungkook lay with his eyes closed, feeling the familiar press of warm hands on his legs. Jimin was sitting at the foot of the bed, gently massaging him with fragrant oil.

"You know I can't feel anything, right?" Jungkook murmured, breaking the silence.

"I know," Jimin replied, rubbing small circles along Jungkook's calf. "But the doctor said this helps with circulation.

Jungkook looked at him for a long time.

"You really don't see me differently?"

Jimin didn't answer immediately. Instead, he bent down and kissed Jungkook's knee softly.

"I see you exactly the same. My husband. My strength. My everything."

Jungkook swallowed hard, tears rushing to his eyes "You're gonna make me cry again."

"Then cry," Jimin whispered, crawling up the bed and wrapping his arms around Jungkook's shoulders. "I'll catch every single tear."

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