"Move! Move!" Yelled the doctor wheeling a male that was about 5" 10, age 20. A few people followed or at least tried to behind the paramedics. (Y/N) screamed. Trying their hardest to get to JK, but the paramedics wouldn't let (Y/N).

"Let me through! I need to see him! Please!" Shouted out (Y/N), way above the crowds that were scattering. "I'm sorry but we'll take good care of him." Said the doctor.

"No! Hold on kookie! Hold on! It's gonna be okay!" (Y/N) cried out. Still being held back by the police officers as the paramedics loaded JungKook into the medical vehicle and drove off to the hospital so he could be treated.

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Tuesday,
March 5, 2018

Kookie went to the hospital today. So far he's doing well. Now he's on the path to recovery. I've given him this journal so he could write to me, because well, he can't talk just yet.

I know that he's afraid of this but he's not alone. He'll never be alone. I love you kookie. Please get better and write soon.

Love,

(Y/N)