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Darkness. She found herself in the darkness, a dark void, all alone. She glanced around, hoping to make anything out, but to no avail. The silence was deafening, she couldn't hear a thing, except the ringing in her ears. She couldn't feel her body, nor could she see it.

''Am I dead? Is this the afterlife? Is this what being dead feels like?" she thought.

Suddenly, a bright light shone, making the darkness disperse in an instant. It took a while for Yoora to regain her eyesight.

Yoora found herself sitting at her usual table in the cafeteria with all of her friends. Minji was laughing with Jimin as they held hands, Jungkook was throwing his fries at Taehyung who stuck his tongue out at him before spitting out his drink at him, both of them erupting into loud laughter. Namjoon, who held a broken spoon in his hand, was being scolded by Jin, who nagged him about being careful and not breaking everything in view. Hoseok lit up the room with his radiant smile and bubbly laughter.

And then there was Yoongi, sitting next to her, his gummy smile decorating his face as he got closer to her.

''Wake up already, kitten," he said as he took her hand in his, softly caressing it.

"Wake up? What do you mean?" she questioned with a puzzled expression.

''We all miss you!'' She heard Minji shout.

"It's not the same without you. You've got to come back so we can eat lots of delicious food! I can cook you some of my specialties, how about that?" Jin exclaimed, grinning at her.

''I miss teasing you, you big virgin,'' Jungkook said with a smirk.

''I really miss you, Yoora. Its no fun without you,'' Taehyung said, showing off his boxy smile.

"Come back, Yoora. We've got nobody who can diss us like you do," Namjoon said with a smile, his cute dimples showing.

''Yoora! I need you to tell me more of your awesome pickup lines, they're so funny!" Hoseok exclaimed.

''We all miss you, especially this one," Jimin said, pointing to Minji who was practically clinging into him.

Yoora looked all of them with a shocked expression. What on earth was going on?

''Yoora, please wake up, I need you," Yoongi said softly as he intertwined his fingers with hers.

She blushed at the sudden show of affection.

She started laughing, ignoring all of the worried looks she was receiving.

''What's up with you all?" she asked.

''We need you to wake up," Yoongi whispered.

She looked at his pained expression filled with sorrow. She hated seeing him sad, it didn't suit him, not one bit.

She loved his smile the most, the way his laugh would make her heart skip a beat and even make her hands clammy.

''Don't be sad,'' she whispered, placing her hand on his cheek, slowly stroking it with her fingertips.

"Then wake up.''

Yoora blinked and was surrounded by darkness again. She panicked, calling out to her friends.

''Yoongi! Minji! Where are you all?'' she shouted, her voice slightly cracking.

She tried to reach out for something, anything, but she didn't make contact with anything solid.

She was on the brim of crying, where was she? What was going on? She didn't want to be in the terrifying darkness any longer, it made her feel like she didn't exist, it felt like nothing.

''Yoongi!'' she cried out, feeling hopelessness weigh her down.

She couldn't lose him again, she needed him by her side. She so desperately needed him.

Yoora's eyes slowly fluttered open, the white walls temporarily blinding her. She blinked twice before finding herself in a pasty white room. She looked around and was met with the familiar sight of a hospital room.

It smelled like a typical hospital, too, the scent of alcohol and death attacking her nostrils.

She slowly sat up and felt something warm on her hand. She looked to her right and saw a sleeping Yoongi leaning against his chair with his hand on hers. His quiet snores filled the stuffy room.

She glanced down, noticing she was wearing a hospital gown, looking under the blankets she saw her knees wrapped up in bandages and several bruises on her thighs.

She laid back down as her head started pounding, carefully laying herself against the soft pillow.

She glanced at Yoongi's sleeping face once more, smiling to herself as he looked so peaceful in his slumber. His mouth was slightly agape as he let out gentle puffs of air, his bangs poked at his closed eyelids. She frowned as she noticed the bags under his eyes, making him appear sickly and sleep deprived.

She felt herself drift out of consciousness once again, this time with a smile on her face.

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''She's in stable condition, we patched up her wounds and cleaned them up, she should make a very quick recovery,'' the doctor told Yoongi, who stood by her bed with a worried expression on her face.

''It's just, it's been 3 days since I brought her here and she hasn't woken up yet,'' Yoongi said with a frown.

''She's just regaining her energy, stay calm, she'll wake up soon,'' the doctor said placing his hand on Yoongi's shoulder before leaving him alone in the room.

Yoongi sat back down on the seat near the bed and watched Yoora sleep peacefully. He hasn't left her side ever since he brought her to the hospital.

He couldn't stop thinking about her, how he nearly lost her because of his absolutely insane brother, how she could've suffered worse injuries and it was partially his fault.

He should've noticed something was wrong, he should've ditched Jisoo and stayed by her side when she needed him the most, he should've protected her from any harm coming her way.

But he didn't. He wasn't there for her, instead he found himself pathetically wrapped around Jisoos finger.

His train of thought was broken by sudden movement, he glanced at Yoora whose eyes were open and staring right at him.

He abruptly stood up, knocking the chair he sat on down onto the ground with a loud thud, his eyes focused on Yoora's conscious form.

''Y-You're awake!'' he exclaimed, his hands trembling as she slowly sat up, resting her back against the headboard.

''Yeah, yeah I guess I am,'' she muttered, feeling tears fill up her eyes as she flashed him a weak smile.

Yoongi launched himself onto her, wrapping his arms around her waist, his form entirely engulfing hers. He held onto her so tightly he briefly knocked the air out of her lungs, causing her to let out a quiet whimper.

''Yoongi, let m-me breathe,'' she stuttered.

Yoongi whispered a sorry and loosened his grip but refusing to let go of her fragile body. He placed a hand on her head, his fingers tangled in the long strands of her jet black hair.

''I missed you so much, I thought you wouldn't wake up," he mumbled into her hair.

Yoora smiled at him as she hugged him back.

''Let me see your face," she muttered as she tried to push him back, but he wouldn't budge.

''Let's stay like this for a little longer.''

Yoora chuckled and placed her hands on his back, tightly gripping his shirt, not caring if she was crinkling it.

She could finally touch him, feel his scent, pull him close to her. She missed his touch, she missed him so goddamn much.

She couldn't stop the tears streaming down her face, she was beyond happy in that exact moment, their bodies so close, his body warmth calming her down, his strong hands wrapped around her, him being there with her, by her side, exactly like she wanted.

Yoongi slowly pulled away and sat on the bed, his gaze never leaving her face.

''You scared me,'' he said softly as he pushed back strands of hair from her awfully pale face.

She smiled weakly. ''I'm sorry,'' she apologised.

''Promise me something," he started as he held up his pinky finger. ''Promise me that you'll never leave me.''

Yoora let out a giggle as she wrapped her pinky around his, ''What are you, 6? Still doing pinky promises?'' she asked with a grin.

''I promise, I'm not going anywhere,'' she said softly.

Yoongi grinned at her, his face lighting up at her reassuring words.

Words couldn't express just how ectastic he was, seeing her smile, her beautiful face full of life, her sitting on that bed awake and breathing, staring at him with her breathtaking eyes.

He leaned in, his nose touching hers, his forehead resting against hers, their lips mere centimeters apart. His hot breath hit her face, her cheeks turning a light tint of red as her eyes were fixed on his full lips.

Neither of them flinched away. Yoora felt her heart beating furiously against her ribcage, feeling as though she'd have a heart attack. Yoongi swallowed the lump in his throat, not looking away from Yoora's face so close to his.

He closed the distance between them completely as he kissed her, softly, his hand gently caressing her cheek and his other rested below her ear. Their lips moved in sync as Yoora slowly but surely kissed him back, passionately. In that moment, it felt as if time had stopped, nothing else mattered as the two were completely overpowered by their fiery feelings.

Yoora broke the kiss and pulled away, placing a finger on her lower lip she traced it with her thumb in disbelief. Yoongi stared at her with a smirk on his face.

''You have no idea how long I wanted to do this," he whispered.

Yoora found herself tongue tied as she struggled to form a sentence, instead she kept quiet, feeling her face heat up excessively.

Yoongi's gaze was glued to her swollen lips and the adorable shocked expression on her face.

As he leaned in to plant another kiss on her lips, the door flew open, loud voices filling the room, causing Yoongi to quickly jump off the bed. He unfortunately lost his balance and landed on the floor with a loud gasp.

''Yoongi? Why are you on the flo- OH MY GOD YOORA!" Minji exclaimed as she ran to Yoora's side, pulling her into a hug.

Yoora found herself having trouble breathing once again, but endured it as her best friend started sobbing into her ear.

''I'm so glad you're awake! You scared me! Don't ever do that again!'' she cried, pulling away from her.

Yoora studied her face, her puffy eyes were red and swollen, probably from excessive crying and there was snot dangling from her nose.

''I'm sorry, Minji. It's okay, I'm here,'' she whispered, petting her head gently.

Minji continued sob in her friends arms, occasional sniffles could be heard as they both snuggled up to each other.

Jimin, who was right behind Minji, helped Yoongi up as he held his hand out at the poor boy. He dusted himself off and awkwardly grazed his lips with his finger.

''Yoongi? Are you okay?" Jimin asked, a concerned look on his face.

Yoongi smiled to himself as he watched Yoora rub Minjis back soothingly.

''I'm great, actually,'' he replied, remembering how Yoora's soft lips felt against his.

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A few days later, Yoora was finally able to go home. She felt much better compared to when she first woke up, finally regaining her energy she was dealing with some paperwork in her doctors office so she could return to the comfort of her apartment.

The boys have supported her greatly, along with her best friend Minji who visited everyday with food and anything she needed, keeping her company. She received many gifts from them all, even homemade food from Jin, which she repeatedly thanked him for as hospital food was bland and lacked any distinct taste.

She signed her name on the sheet of paper and pushed it towards the man sitting across from her.

''Am I free now?'' she asked with a smile.

The doctor nodded, returning her smile. ''Yes, you are. Be careful so you don't end up here again, take care!''

She thanked him and left the office, making her way out of the hospital.

As she left the building, the fresh air hit her face, causing her to close her eyes and take a moment to breathe in and out deeply. She missed being outside, for someone who never liked

leaving the house, she really missed the gusts of wind, fresh air and the smell of freshly chopped grass. It was a first, for sure.

''Yoora! Come on, let's go,'' Minji exclaimed as she waved her hand at her.

Yoora smiled to herself as she made her way towards her best friend who stood beside a parked taxi.

''Finally, I can go home.''

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