~They broke the wrong part of me. They broke my wings, and forgot I had claws~

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      "I love you. I'm here, don't worry." the curvy haired-boy whispers, trying to not wake up the woman.

      It's over midnight. And he is again at the hospital. Again in the same white room, which smell like pills and chlorine. Again watching over his mother.

    He was tired as fuck after his program. He just wanted to sleep. Fuck, how much he wanted to sleep!

     But after he received a call from his mother's doctor, his tiredness ran away. The doctor told him that his mother had another masive episode of pain, and she really wanted to see him. Jungkook was more than scared when he heard that. It's not the first time when happened, but all the times, he fears it may always be the last one. And he can't accept even the thought.

      His mother has been diagnosed with cancer for more than two years. And for more than a year or so, she was moved to the hospital. Since then, Jungkook has been working harder to pay for all the hospital equipment needed for his mother's life. And even though she often asked him to cut her off from the equipment, Jungkook didn't even want to hear. That would mean for her to returns home, as later ...

      And Jungkook can't bear this. He can't even think about a life without his mother in, so how could he be just an outsider? How could he just wait for the iminent ending? He can't. And he doesn't want. He needs to fight. Harder and harder. He needs to work. More and more. He needs to save his mother somehow.

      He gets up from the chair, taking some steps to the window. The landscape is really beautiful, even in the night. The light from the lanterns is really strong, making the the hospital yard to look like a photo or something. The surrounding banks from the hospital are empty, but within seconds, Jungkook notices a man on one of them. The man seems to be crying, and Jungkook can easily say that he is not a patient — he is not wearing that robe.

     'Maybe a relative of his is really sick. Or maybe he or she died?' Jungkook thinks then sighs. The boy can understand the pain. He was already going through this, when his father died. He knows how hard it can be for someone close to him to see his loved one fighting for his own life. He knows how much his soul can hurt when he has to make his relative's way on the last road.

      The life is exactly like a flower. You are born and you start to grow more and more. You are blooming more and more beautifully, more and more pretty. Then a year passes, then another one. Then several more pass by, until you start to wither, to grow old. You start to lose the energy you had before, you start looking for some smiles on the floor, because you have no other spare in your soul. Then your head, or heart, or hands hurt more and more. You fall deeper and deeper into sleep, looking for relief. And eventually you fall asleep, but you don't wake up ever again. You wither to the last petal, leaving behind thousands of other sad flowers, to mourn your departure.

     Maybe it's sad. It's something that we can't change, no matter how hard we try. We born, we live, we die. And it's normal. It's something that happened in the past, something that is happening right now, in the present, and what will happen again and again in the future. But still...

      When you lose someone really close to you (for example your lover, one of your parent, or maybe your brother or sister), you lose a piece from your heart too. You lose a light, something that used to enlighten your life. And you feel broken, lost, scared. You want to cry, to yell, but without any result. He or she will be dead even after that. So what you can do?

     Just to accept. Just to accept the cruel reality, the life cycle. Even it's awful at the beginning, you will get used to in time.

      "I... I can't lose her." another empty whisper escape from Jungkook's mouth, and fills the silence in the hospital room.

     No. He can't get used to again. He lost his father already— and it was heartbreaking. It felt like hell, like a sharp knife played with him.

     He can't lose his mother too. He will be... all alone. He will be more than just a broken soul, he will be forever destroyed. He can't accept this. He must to do something. He must to save her.
   
     The curvy haired-boy close his eyes forcedly, feeling a bad headache covering the thoughts from his head. Yeah, he needs sleep. But he can't risk. He had to stay awake, in case that his mother feels bad again. In two or three hours the doctor will be here anyway, and he will go  to university, then to the restaurant for work. He can do it. What's just another day without sleep and a healthy meal? It's not such a big deal.

     "I don't need sleep anyway." he whispers again, then sits on the sofa, looking bored on his phone, trying to not close his eyes a lot— because he can lose the control of them in any second, then to fall asleep.
  
    He sets again his alarm to six am, then take a deep breath. He moves after his glance to the women on the white bed, then smiles.

      "I will save you, I promise."
  
    And he really keep his promises, without caring what he has to do for that.
  

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   "This place looks really good." the taller one says, and Taehyung nods with a small smile.

     "Yeah, it is. And the food it's tasty as well." the younger one says to his turn, looking around ( maybe for someone certain).

    After the meeting, Taehyung and his brother, Namjoon decided that they could enjoy a break and eat somewhere. Both they and the employees have a well-deserved break.

     " Then I will have the same order as you. But still, how do you know about this place?" Namjoon asks his little brother, and the other one looks at him.

      "I told you about what happened with Yoonhyo two days ago, right?"

      "He was about to be hit by a car, but someone saved him. Yeah, and?"

     "Well, that boy works here. The boy which saved Yoonhyo. I found out right after they were both let out of the hospital. Jungkook got a call from his friend, telling him it was urgent and he needed to be to work as fast as he can. So I wanted to help him at least with that. After all, he saved my son. So yeah, I took him to the restaurant with my car, and that's how I found out he works here.  " Taehyung explains in a calm, deep voice, as the older man tries to understand what he just heard.

     "So his name is Jungkook?" Namjoon asks after and Taehyung nods. "How does he looks?"

     Taehyung wants to answer him, but when he sees Jungkook, just smiles; seeing that he comes near to them. Namjoon seems to understand what's happening, then he looks not so subtle after the certain waiter.

      "What can I get for you?" Jungkook asks them with his warm voice when he arrives at their table, but Taehyung can tell he is more than just tired.

    And when his eyes meets Jungkook's face, the older one freeze a few seconds. The younger one's eyes looks more than just swallow, his eyes are puffy and red. He seems like he cried, or maybe he stayed late in the night. His skin is a little more pale than yesterday, and he is not smiling this time. Taehyung doesn't know why he feels so... bad, but probably is just because of the younger's state. The curvy haired-boy one seems to had a rough night.

     "Jungkook, you feel alright?" he asks, his voice concerned (nothing unusual in this, just humanity) while his eyes looks intently at the other one; forgetting at the moment his brother's existence.       

   The younger show a smile, but is visible a forced one. He then straights his voice, trying to cover up the tiredness. He know he looks awful, but he can't do anything about it. He wasn't able to sleep at all last night. So yeah... He is a little tired. At least he could watch over his mother. And he didn't had the time to put any makeup on his face, to cover up the bags under his eyes.

      "I'm... I'm perfectly fine, thank you for asking." Jungkook answers, looking at the floor. "What can I get for you two?" he asks again, hoping that the older one will not ask another question again.

     He is not good at lying. He hates lying. But he can't tell him the truth either. After all, Taehyung is still just a stranger. 

    "You don't look ok, kid. You are sure you're not sick or something?" this time Namjoon's voice enters in the landscape, and Jungkook tries his best to not rolls his eyes.

     I mean, yeah it's nice that maybe they are worried and ask about his health, but is none of their business. They don't know him, and he doesn't know them. So what's the matter?

      "Sir, I'm fine, thank you for asking. Can you please tell me, what I can get for you?" this time his voice sounds more annoyed, than nice.

      You can't blame him though. He is tired, exhausted as fuck. And he can't deal right now with a lot of questions.

     Taehyung looks at him confused. He knows the curvy haired-boy just from a few days, but he didn't saw him like this until now. Maybe to work as a waiter is not the easier job from the world. Maybe is even more exhausted like being a CEO. Or maybe he deal with another problems. The older one understand very well that he can't keep asking him what's happening. It's not his business, but still he feels bad. He saved his son; the only reason that he is still trying to be a better person everyday. So he really wants to find out what's happening with him.

       "Ăă... We want two 'Haemul Pajun', please. The one from yesterday really catched me." Taehyung says with a small smile, and Jungkook nods while writes the orders in his notebook.

      "Anything to drink?" he asks after, without a lot of energy, taking another deep breath.

     He feels like shit? Yeah. He is tired as fuck? Of course. He wants to eat? Hell, yeah, he is hungry as a cow. But he needs to work now. To be focused on this.

      "I want a bottle of cold water, thank you." Namjoon says and Jungkook writes down, then looks at Taehyung, waiting for his reply.

      "I... I want a bottle of water too." he says and Jungkook smiles again, this time a little more stronger ( but still forcedly).

     "I will come back in an half of hour." he says then goes away, leaving Taehyung to think about all this curios situation.

     The CEO doesn't have any idea what is Jungkook's problem. He seemed just fine yesterday. He was happy and bubbly, full with  energy. His face wasn't so pale, and his cheeks weren't so red and puffy. But now?

     "This is the kid which saved Yoonhyo?" Namjoon asks then Taehyung moves his glance to the window, looking at the sky— the clouds look really mad, so later more than probably will rain.

     It's glad that he told to his personal driver to go after Yoonhyo. The kid will be out from school very soon.

     "Yeah." he answers simply, and the older one nods.

      "He didn't looked fine." Namjoon reply then takes out his phone from the pocket.

      "Yeah, I know." Taehyung whispers, trying to not think about Jungkook again.

     He is curious, he wants to know what happened with the bunny boy (Taehyung noticed that his smile makes him to look like a cute bunny, that's why he start to calling him like his), but he can't. Not without Jungkook's permission of course.

    But he must to find out what's happening with him. Doesn't matter how. Otherwise, his son will kill him.

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Another chapter!!! Maybe is kinda boring as well, but hey, it's just the beginning, right?')

I wait for your opinions and see u at the next chapter ❤️

Question: Should I continue this book?

I want to have those mannerisms 😂😭