Movement

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A few days passed and everyone was getting more used to the whole situation. Y/N was starting to accept the things she couldn't do anymore. Altho she could not accept most things, she was doing better. Yoongi was getting used to how the love of his live is now invalid. Ms. Kim came a lot over the floor. To say hi or to help with some things. Everything got easier over time.

However, some things couldn't get used to. Just like how Yoongi still couldn't bear with the fact that they were over now. It was something he could not accept. He's still crazy for her. Wheelchair or not. He didn't know about Y/N tho. She wasn't showing him any hints about how she feels about him. Sometimes she feels comfortable with him, but other times she's avoiding him. Now and then she locks herself up in her room to avoid talking to him and to be alone.

They haven't been outside much. Not because they don't have time but just because Y/N doesn't want to step out of the house and Yoongi himself doesn't bother going outside alone. He does make sure both he and Y/N get that vitamin D from the sun. He always forces Y/N to see some sunlight. That's why they always go to the garden for a moment. It may not be long, but at least it's something.

"Namjoon will be coming." Ms. Kim told them. She did some groceries for them since she had nothing other to do and received a phone call while doing so. It was her nephew telling her he would stay over for some time. "Namjoon~ie?" Yoongi repeated his name and revealed happiness in his voice. His eyes widened in contentment.

Sure thing everyone loves Namjoon. It's been a long time since he last came by. He must've been busy. "I haven't seen him in a while. Is he doing okay?" Y/N asked. Ms Kim answered that he was doing just fine. As aspected, busy. "But that's okay, he's doing great." Ms Kim answered.

"It's time for you to wash up tho." She said next, looking at Y/N who answered with a "Oh yeah..." Making a little pause before saying: "Right." She completely forgot about showering. She can't even do that. These days she had just refreshed her face with some water, but that wasn't enough ofcourse. Fortunately they have a bathtub and that's something she might be able to do. Taking a bath. Must be possible right?

"Okay then. Let's go." Ms. Kim said and pushed Y/N's wheelchair towards the bathroom. When she passed Yoongi, she told him to prepare lunch since they haven't eaten yet. After that she went in and closed the door. Ms. Kim has been a nurse before she got her other job. That's why she can deal with these kind of things. Because she saw it before.

Unfortunately every person is different and you can't really predict how they react, but some things are really similar. Some time passed and Y/N was now in the bathtub. The water surrounding her body. It felt wonderful. She played with the bubbles while her mind drifted off. At a time she was staring at her feet who stick out. To be more specific: at her big toe.

As minutes passed and the water became cold very slowly, she suddenly saw it move. When it happened, she blinked a few times. Why? Out of disbelieve. She was progressing what she just saw. She started focusing on her big toe again.

Her eyes widened. It moved! "Oh my!" She shouted. Ms. Kim immediately turned towards her. "What's wrong?" She asked, showing concern. Y/N was too excited so her voice was louder than usual. "Nothing's wrong! Look!" She pointed with her finger at her toe, a big smile on her face.

Ms. Kim followed the direction of her finger and looked at where she was supposed to look. Y/N tried to do it again and her toe move. It wasn't a dream. It's real. She was getting sensitivity back.

When Ms. Kim saw it move, she couldn't express what she was feeling. She wanted to show how happy she was for the girl yet it was more shock that was showing on her face. Y/N however, didn't bother her reaction because she was too excited and too happy. She wanted to show it to Yoongi and even tho she didn't know if he could hear her, she shouted his name.

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