Jimin's POV
I left Katrina and the rest of the others to follow Joonie, who was pressing the elevator button like it was a race. I swear he was so anxious that he could have broken the elevator if it hadn't opened as soon as it did.
I ran over to the elevator and put my arm in front of the metal to notify the sensor of my arrival. The elevator nearly closed on my arm before opening back up. I entered the contraption and waved to Joonie to get his attention.
"Katrina gave the directions to her room, I show you where she is. The others are stopping by Whitney and Sabrie's room before going to see Pelum." I said as the elevator jumped and began its slow rise up to the 4th floor.
That number sent chills down my spine as I remember what it symbolizes. Four...the number of bad luck and death in Asia. That worried me as Pelum was stuck in this floor. I hope Joon hasn't realized this for himself.
The elevator ride was just sad and quiet, so quiet that when the 'ding' that saved us from the awkward situation rang it practically echoed.
The doors opened and I waved my hand at him signaling him to follow me. Recalling the directions Kat gave me I found our way to Pelum's room.
Joonie darted into the room and grabbed her hand, while I just leaned against the silver-ish, iron toned door frame and just gazed in watching the two.
Joonie was nearly in tears, he told me earlier how he felt it was all his fault, that he wasn't able to comfort her, and that he didn't know she was so upset.
It broke my heart seeing him like this, and even more Pelum and the fact she was this desperate for an escape.
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Sabrie's POV
I had left my bed and was standing at Whitney's. I was stuck in here when her pulse dropped. I'm so thankful they were able to revive her.
I slowly brushed some of her poofy hair out of her face, then cupped her cheek the way a mother would.
"I'm so thankful you're still here..." I smiled and took my hand away.
I hear commotion from down the hall, and I hear an extremely familiar and missed voice along with stray footsteps coming this way quickly. I soon see that Suga and Tae were having a race to the door.
As soon as Suga saw me he ran over to hug me. It was a feeling that I missed and craved like a drug, especially in times like this. I didn't want to let go and neither did Suga, he rubbed my back in circles, softly. "It'll be ok, maybe it wasn't time." His voice cracked and I tried holding in my emotions caused by his devastating words. "I love you, nothing will change that."
I saw Myeong walk in the room, returning from her trip down to the vending machine to return with a coke that she nearly dropped in hand.
Her coke may not have dropped but her jaw certainly did. Jin saw her standing there and walked up to her as he realized she didn't know that the guys were coming to America.
She had stayed with us to keep me company and check on Pelum and Whitney from time to time and hopefully see them wake to no avail.
Suga released the hug and gave me a kiss on the cheek that sent me to cloud nine.
I looked around to check and see how everyone was.
I remembered being told that Rose didn't remember the guys, which was odd since J-hope was all over her. She didn't seem to mind either.
"Rose?" I slowly made my way through the group of friends to face the short girl with long hair that was braided off the the right side of her head.
She looked up from the phone she was staring at.
Before speaking once more I saw her quickly turn off the screen of her phone, however it was too late I had already seen what she was looking at.
It was the texts her and Whitney had sent to each other right before the accident.
"Do you remember...like everything before the accident?" My face expressed clear worry even though that's not what was I meant to show.
Staying calm wasn't my forte, I liked showing how I felt, but in times like this I tried to hide it which is nearly impossible for me and some of the other girls. If we care you'll know it.
"At first, I only remembered the fact we were friends. Then after a few minutes I slowly remembered more, however every memory of the boys were gone. J-hope helped me recall everything else. I'm fine now." She said quickly trying to reassure me that everything was ok, then she paused for a moment collecting her thoughts before continuing. "What happened to the baby?" Her voice shook and her eyes said she had already figured it out and feared she was right.
She could see the weight loss and my puffy eyes. Along with how Suga greeted me, I'm sure she could put the pieces together and knew.
J-hope shot me an apologetic look knowing the memories that question brought back. He just nudged at her and whisper something in her ear. I can assume it was about Hunnie, the name I had picked out for the baby if she turned out to be a girl.
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Myeong's POV
Jin and I were just speaking, catching up and trying to keep the mood light compared to how gloomy everything was seeming to be.
Jin was standing beside me his tall stature and wide shoulders so hard to forget. Him and some other member had dyed their hair, and since Big HIt was strict about the debut nothing about these boys could be disclosed. His hair went from an almost hazelnut brown, to a midnight black. It looked glorious, the new color slayed me.
"Just a question Mey." Jin said with curious intentions. "Why are you wearing that sweater, it's practically summer still. You're gonna overheat." Here he was again being the over protective mother, we share the same motherly instinct but I didn't need him worrying about my fashion choices.
I was wearing a light tan oversized sweater with sleeves so long they brushed my fingertips, and black jean shorts that struggled to show under the sweaters fabric.
"It's comfy" I stated in a playful childish voice, hinting at his motherly habit.
I was going to try and be smooth saying 'The only reason I would over heat is by being too close to you' but decided against this.
He let out a soft chuckle as he rolled his dark brown eyes as he cleverly said in a soft tone, "I'm comfy too." His eyes stopped as they noticed my hand.
I looked up at him and smiled holding back a laugh, leaning back against the wall just to go back to staring at the picture hanging up above Whitney's bed.
I felt Jin's hand slowly touch mine, first slowly grazing my pinking with his own, then slowly wrapping his hand around mine and gripping it. I smiled and tried to hide a nervous laugh by letting it out through my nose, reflexively my head hen down and my face tinted itself a slight red. I wasn't particularly embarrassed nor was I really nervous, but just a small touch or even compliment from him would give me butterflies.
Jin just smiled and leaned next to the wall to move closer to me. He seemed to enjoy making me react like this, he has done it constantly since we started dating just to get that reaction, it never gets old to him.
I heard quick foot steps and assumed it was just a nurse down the hall, but I didn't hear any sirens or alarms. I looked over to Jin to see if he heard them too, he must have been able to tell what I was thinking because he had a confused look and nodded.
We soon found out the source of the 'pidder patter' foot steps, when Jimin busted through the door.
"It's Pelum," He was out of breath just huffing and puffing as he spoke in broken English and Korean. "She's waking up..."
