Their Mumma / Kim Taehyung Ff - Chapter 13: Chapter 13

Jihoon, being a remarkably clever child, had called his grandparents when he initially dialed Taehyung. Taehyung's parents swiftly arrived at the scene alongside the police. As Jihoon heard his grandpa's voice, he ran toward them, his tiny frame shaking with tears, exclaiming, "Grandpa, Mumma isn't moving, and Dada won't talk to us!"
The elderly couple entered the house with dread, their faces contorted with shock as they bore witness to the gruesome state of the home. Near the kitchen, Y/n lay lifeless, her body battered, and a knife cruelly embedded in her stomach. Gasps of horror escaped from everyone present, including the police officers, who quickly halted them from approaching any closer.
Amidst the turmoil, Taehyung remained on his knees near Y/n, his eyes blanketed with tears, his world shattered. Sera, crying uncontrollably, was huddled beside him. Taehyung's father attempted to rouse his son, but there was no response, only the silent agony etched across his face.
As the officers implored them to step away, Jihoon's cries echoed loudly in his grandfather's arms. Finally, unable to bear the sight of his motionless mother any longer, he broke free and rushed to Y/n , Tears streamed down his cheeks as he shouted, "Mumma!"
gently kneeling down he touched his mumma's cheek .
Then, in a miraculous turn of events, Y/n coughed violently, expelling a pool of blood as her body fought for life, and a glimmer of hope emerged from the darkness.
Taehyung, snapped back to reality by Y/n's violent coughing, acted on pure instinct. He rushed to her side, his trembling hands deftly removing the knife from her stomach and casting it aside. The police officers, recognizing the urgency of the situation, swiftly procured a stretcher.
Gently and carefully, they placed Y/n on it, then hurried her into the waiting ambulance, its sirens wailing as it sped away towards the hospital. Taehyung clung to the hope that she would survive, while Jihoon and Sera, their faces streaked with tears, watched their mumma being taken away, their world once again thrown into turmoil.
Inside the speeding ambulance, the medical team wasted no time. A doctor swiftly attached an oxygen mask to Y/n's face, ensuring she could breathe adequately. Turning to Taehyung, they handed him a cotton pad, instructing him to apply pressure to the stab wound on her stomach to staunch the bleeding temporarily.
Meanwhile, another medical professional began to administer a hasty bandage to Y/n's severely bleeding head. The atmosphere inside the ambulance was tense, each second critical as they raced to stabilize her condition.
Taehyung's tears fell onto the blood-soaked cotton pad as he clung to a glimmer of hope, desperately pleading for Y/n to hang on.
His voice trembled with anguish as he beseeched her, "Please, Y/n, stay with us! For me, for our babies." His hands shook with fear and love, the cotton pad now saturated with blood. In this dire moment, he wished he could bear all of her pain, as his love for her and their children surged within him, making her survival his utmost priority.
As they rushed Y/n into the ICU, Taehyung stood trembling outside the doors, feeling utterly helpless. He couldn't contain his despair, and tears streamed down his face. He looked down at his hands, which were now stained with Y/n's blood, a haunting reminder of the ordeal they had just gone through.
The sight of his own hands, drenched in the life force of the woman he loved, was almost unbearable, and he cried uncontrollably, fearing the worst but hoping for the best as he awaited news of Y/n's condition.
Taehyung sat alone in the sterile corridor outside the ICU, his thoughts a turbulent storm in his mind. The harsh, fluorescent lights above seemed to flicker in sync with the erratic beating of his heart. He felt lost, as if the world had crumbled beneath him.
His trembling hands, stained with Y/n's blood, were a painful reminder of the horrific events that had unfolded at their home. Taehyung wished he could turn back time, undo the horrors that had befallen his family.
With his face buried in his hands, he began to cry. The sound of his own sobs echoed through the cold, empty hallway, as if the universe itself mourned the agony he felt. Every tear that fell was a testament to his love for Y/n, a love that transcended the boundaries of life and death.
Desperation clawed at him. He wanted to storm into the ICU, demand answers, and make everything right again. But he knew he couldn't. The medical team had to work their magic, and all he could do was wait—wait for a sign, a glimmer of hope.
As minutes turned into hours, Taehyung's thoughts were filled with memories of the life he'd shared with Y/n. He remembered their laughter, their dreams, and their promises of forever. It was a cruel twist of fate that had brought them to this point, where he was forced to beg the universe for her life.
The doctors approached him, their expressions somber. Taehyung's heart sank, fearing the worst, but he listened intently to their words, clinging to a fragile thread of hope that still remained.
Doctor: "Your wife is currently in critical condition; All i can say is she's breathing. she lost an extensive amount of blood, and we've identified four major injuries, along with numerous other wounds. I wish I could provide a clear timeline for when she might wake up, but in this situation, all we can do is pray."
Taehyung's heart felt like it was both breaking and mending at the same time. The doctor's words offered a glimmer of hope in the midst of this nightmare. He nodded, grateful that Y/n was still breathing, but the uncertainty of her recovery weighed heavily on him.
"Thank you," he whispered to the doctor, his voice barely audible. His eyes were red from crying, and he felt emotionally drained, but he couldn't afford to rest. Not when Y/n needed him the most.
With a determined resolve, Taehyung decided to stay by Y/n's side, no matter how long it took. He would be there when she woke up, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead, and to rebuild the life that had been shattered by this brutal act of violence.
Taehyung's parents arrived at the hospital a few hours later, bringing the kids along with two household workers and Sera's nanny. When Taehyung saw his father, he broke down into tears and embraced him tightly.
The kids were becoming increasingly agitated at home, yearning to see their mumma and dada. The old couple had no choice but to bring them to the hospital.
When they arrived and saw Taehyung crying, his mother couldn't hold back her tears either, and Sera started crying as well, distressed by her family's sorrow. Sera's nanny held her, trying to calm her down as they walked around the hospital hall.
Jihoon, on the other hand, stared at his father with concern. He called out, "Dada," and Taehyung immediately picked him up. The five-year-old wiped away his father's tears and assured him, "Don't cry, dada. Mumma is going to be okay!" His words filled Taehyung with pride and comfort.
His father gently encouraged Taehyung to change and wash up, helping him remove the stains of blood from his face and hands.
For the next five days, Taehyung remained seated outside the ICU, his eyes never leaving the door, hoping for the moment when Y/n would finally open her eyes.
He cried incessantly during this time, overwhelmed by loneliness and fear. Y/n was his pillar, his rock, and without her, he felt lost and vulnerable. To him and his precious children, life without her seemed unimaginable.
The next morning, there was sudden chaos both inside and outside the ICU, with doctors and nurses hurriedly moving about, causing Taehyung's heart to race with anxiety. In that moment, the children were also present, their innocent faces reflecting the fear and uncertainty that hung in the air.
Tears welled up in Taehyung's eyes as he feared the worst, unable to shake the overwhelming dread. However, amidst the frenzy, a doctor approached him, his expression grave yet holding a glimmer of hope. The doctor gently delivered the news that y/n had awakened, but her condition remained critical.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Taehyung's tears now carried a different weight – a mixture of relief and anticipation. With trembling gratitude, he asked the doctor if he and the children could see her. The doctor, cautious but compassionate, granted Taehyung permission to see his beloved y/n.
With a heart pounding like a drum, Taehyung cautiously stepped into the ICU. His eyes immediately found y/n, her fragile form lying amidst a labyrinth of bandages, her face obscured by an oxygen mask. Tubes and machines surrounded her, a stark reminder of the critical state she had been in.
A nurse, who had become familiar with Taehyung during the five agonizing days of waiting, offered him a warm smile as he entered. Gratitude welled up within him, and he acknowledged her with a thankful nod. She moved away from the bed, staying within the confines of the ICU, as she couldn't leave her patient unattended.
Y/n's eyes remained closed, her body seemingly at rest, but Taehyung could sense a subtle change. A glimmer of hope pierced through his tears as her eyelids fluttered, and her eyes, though drowsy, slightly opened. It was a small, fragile sign of her return from the darkness, a sign that she was still fighting.
As Taehyung sat by her side, he greeted y/n with a gentle smile, his eyes glistening with emotion. Her feeble attempt to brush his disheveled hair brought forth both laughter and tears. Holding her hand, he kissed it lovingly, his heart filled with gratitude for having her back.
"I... am... okay," she whispered softly through the oxygen mask, her voice weak but filled with reassurance. Taehyung couldn't help but feel immense relief.
"Thank you, thank you so much for not leaving us," he sobbed, tenderly kissing her forehead, his love for her overflowing.
With great effort, y/n inquired about his well-being and the safety of their precious children. Taehyung's smile radiated warmth and relief as he replied, "You are talking to me; I'm all okay now. And the babies had their strong mumma, who could have dared to hurt them."
A faint but heartwarming smile graced y/n's lips in response, a testament to her resilience and unwavering love for her family, even in the face of adversity.
"I want to see them, please," y/n managed to say, her voice fragile and breaking.
"They are okay, y/n. The doctor isn't allowing it right now. They are fine, love, don't worry," Taehyung reassured her. But y/n, determined despite her struggle to speak, pleaded once more, "Please."
Taehyung, in a state of panic, looked at the nurse, and she assured him, "It's okay! I'll ask the doctor."
Just then, y/n suddenly fainted, causing Taehyung to panic even more. The nurse urged him to leave the ICU, and as he stepped outside, the doctor rushed in.
Later on, the nurse returned with reassuring news, "She's okay, it's just due to her weak condition."
Taehyung's ex-wife was arrested on the same day as she attempted to fly to the USA. She was apprehended for the attack, as it was revealed that she had sent assassins to harm y/n and abduct the children.
For the next few days, y/n remained in the ICU. After some time, when she no longer needed the oxygen mask and her condition stabilized, she was shifted to a private room.
Finally, after 10 long days, the kids were allowed to see their mumma. Jihoon couldn't hold back his tears when he saw all the bandages on her mumma's body. Little Sera, on the other hand, was squealing with joy, making y/n both cry and smile at the same time.
For the next 20 days, y/n remained in the hospital, recovering from her injuries. After that, she was finally discharged and able to return home. However, her recovery process was far from over. For the next two months, y/n had to observe complete bed rest to ensure a full recovery.
With the unwavering love and support of her husband and children, y/n made a remarkable recovery.
Meanwhile, justice was served as Taehyung's ex-wife was sentenced to life imprisonment for the abduction of the children and the attempted murder of y/n. The family could finally find solace and move forward together, stronger than ever.
With each passing day, y/n's strength gradually returned. Her husband, Taehyung, stood by her side, taking on the responsibilities of both parents during her recovery. He ensured the children were well cared for and helped y/n with her daily routines.
Jihoon and Sera, too young to fully understand the gravity of the situation, showed boundless love for their mother. They would bring her small drawings and cards, which she proudly displayed on her bedside table.
As y/n regained her strength, she started spending more time with her children, reading them stories, and teaching Jihoon some basic math. These moments were precious to her, reinforcing the importance of family in her heart.
The entire ordeal had brought the family even closer together. They cherished every moment they spent together, recognizing the fragility of life and the strength of their love.
Despite the scars from the past, y/n, Taehyung, Jihoon, and Sera were healing together, ensuring that their love and resilience would always conquer the darkest of days.
In the stillness of the night, bathed in the gentle glow of the moon, Taehyung sat at the edge of their bed, his eyes fixed on the woman he cherished above all else. The room seemed to hold its breath, as if time itself paused to witness this tender moment.
Y/n lay before him, her delicate form accentuated by the soft luminescence. Her scars, both physical and emotional, bore testament to the trials they had faced, the battles they had won. The quietude around them whispered of nights filled with fear and uncertainty, but now, in the tender embrace of this night, it resonated with hope.
With infinite care, Taehyung's fingers traced the contours of the scar on her belly, a visible testament to the horrors they had overcome. His touch was a delicate dance, as if he were weaving a tapestry of love and healing into her very skin. Each stroke was a silent vow to protect, to cherish, and to love without limits.
"I was so scared, y/n," he admitted, his voice quivering with the remnants of that haunting fear. His eyes, pools of deep affection, locked onto hers. "I thought I had lost you that night. I thought I'd have to raise Jihoon and Sera alone."
Y/n's hand, soft and warm, brushed his cheek, her touch like a soothing balm to his soul. Her eyes, radiant with love and unwavering strength, held his gaze unwaveringly. "I'm here now, Taehyung. We made it through together, and we're stronger for it."
Their lips met, a tender union of souls that spoke more eloquently than any words. In that kiss, they found solace, redemption, and an unbreakable bond that had weathered the storm. It was a testament to their love's resilience, a promise of a future bathed in the glorious light of hope and the profound beauty of their shared journey.
After five months of healing and rebuilding their lives, Taehyung and Y/n found themselves in a beautifully serene moment. The kids were asleep in their rooms, the house was quiet, and the soft glow of moonlight spilled through the curtains. Y/n, feeling more like herself, had returned to work, and their daily routines were back to normal.
Time had a miraculous way of healing wounds and mending broken hearts. As the time passed, Taehyung and Y/n's love continued to grow stronger. Their children, Jihoon and Sera, were thriving, basking in the warmth of their parents' love and the joy of a harmonious family life.
Every weekend, they would embark on new adventures together, exploring the world as a tightly-knit family. Whether it was a day at the park, a visit to the beach, or a simple movie night at home, the bond between them remained unbreakable.
Y/n's career flourished, and Taehyung continued to excel in his profession. Their home was filled with laughter, love, and the beautiful aroma of Y/n's cooking, which she had mastered over the years.
On one particular evening, they sat together on the porch, watching the sunset, and reminiscing about their journey. Taehyung's fingers gently traced the now-faint scar on Y/n's belly, a symbol of the trials they had overcome.
"Remember when life threw everything it had at us, and we came through stronger?" Taehyung said, his eyes filled with love.
Y/n smiled, her heart full. "Yes, because love conquers all, Taehyung."
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, Taehyung and Y/n found themselves lost in the beauty of the moment. Their hands were entwined, a symbol of the unbreakable bond they shared.
With a soft smile, Taehyung leaned in, his eyes locked onto Y/n's, and he placed a tender kiss on her lips. It was a kiss filled with love, gratitude, and a promise of forever.
Y/n's heart fluttered as they pulled away, her eyes glistening with emotion. "You know," she whispered, "I love you more with each passing day."
Taehyung chuckled softly. "And I love you more than words can express, Y/n."
With the fading sun as their witness, they sealed their love with another lingering kiss, a testament to their enduring love story. As their lips met, they knew that their journey, filled with trials and triumphs, had led them to this beautiful moment.
In that moment, under the twilight sky, they knew they had found their happily ever after. Their love story was one of triumph, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, love could shine brightly, guiding the way to a future filled with hope, happiness, and endless possibilities.
Hand in hand, they embraced the future, knowing that together, they could conquer anything that life threw their way. Their love was a beacon, guiding them through the darkest of nights, and illuminating the path to a lifetime of happiness, laughter, and cherished moments.
And so, beneath the canvas of the twilight sky, they kissed once more, a kiss that spoke of a love that would last for all eternity.