1 (Leave)

                                    

                                          
Yoongi pov
                          
I got up when saw Dr Kim coming out Jungkook's room.
"How's he? Any progress?" He sighed and took his glasses. This was enough for me to understand my son's condition.
                          
"So what should we do?" 
"Yoongi it is not about using pills doing therapies and these things. The thing is Jungkook himself doesn't want to accept he still is useful and brilliant. He thinks it is the end of the world so till then no pill and no therapies will effect." I lowered my head.
                          
"I wish I had never asked him to go to that project out of the city." If he hasn't gone that accident wouldn't happen. 
He put his hand on my shoulder.
"Well....he needs help! He must come over this. Maybe you can find a way." 
                          
"Did you tell about him about the marriage I told you?" 
"I think it is better you yourself tell him. It is something about your family and him." I sighed and nodded. 
"Thank you!" 
"I am going! I will come to see him next week." I smiled and nodded. 
                          
I went to Jungkook's room and knocked the door.
"Yeah?" 
"It is me!" He didn't say anything and I went inside. 
I went and sat on the chair was there as he was laying on his bed and looking at paiting on his wall.
                          
"Jungkook son!" He didn't say anything. 
"Doctor Kim said you must work on yourself an-" 
"For what? What is the use when I am on the bed all the time?" I sighed. I don't know what to do. 
"Jungkook both of us know you don't have any disabili-" 
"Wow perfect! So you think I am like past? Yeah? Can't you see how am I?" He said qnd chuckled. I sighed and closed my eyes.
                          
"If you want to keep being like this. Be! This is your choice! Anyway I wanted to inform you you soon will meet someone. I was planning about you two." He turned to me.
"And for what?" 
"Your marriage! He is a gorgeouse boy and Mr Kim's only son his name is-"
"And he wants to marry with someone who is laying on the bed all the time and cannot even take care of himself?" 
                          
"Jungkook why are you judging peo-" 
"Cause no one loves to have a husband which is ON A WHEELCHAIR AND CANNOT EVEN WALK! NO ONE IS WILLING TO WASTE HIS LIFE ON SOMEONE LIKE ME!" 
                          
Namjoon pov
                          
"Noooooooo! No no noooooooo!" 
"Seokjin baby please-" 
"How can you ask me to marry someone when I even don't know him? Huh? That fucking business is more important than your son? What kind of father you are?" I looked at the brat who was infront of me with tightened brows.
                          
"Jin I swear if you keep cursing and screaming I wil-" 
"Ahhhhhh appaaaaaa he is meaannnnn! I won't marry someone I don't know." He said and tapped his foot hard on the ground multiple times.
"Jin baby your dad doesn't want to pressure you he said you will meet an-" 
"And then he will force me to marry that guy that I even don't know his name. What if hr hits me? What if he is an abuser? What if he cheats on me? Oh nooo! Ahhhh your are a monster. How can you do this to your own child? Mean unfair monsterrrr!" He said and startes fake crying.
                          
"Seokjin!" He looked at me with tightened brows and pouted lips.
"I didn't say you two are going to marry tomorrow! You will meet and then you will think if he is your type! He is from a good family Mr Jeon told me he was looking for someone like you for his son. He was amazed of your lookd and beauty and told his son will like you and if you two can meet so I agreed. More if you want to know his namr his name's is-"
                          
"Ahhhhhhh I fucking don't care what is his name or who is his familyyyyy! I will marry the one I loveeee! No one can force meeee." He screamed angrily.
"You know what? You are a brat! Cause whenever you wanted whatever you would have. You have best dresses best cars best home and whatever you want. Always saying dad this dad that and I would give it to you and that appa of yours who is standing there is not any better than me. You are a real brat!" I yelled back.