The Hidden Treasure

~35~

Hyejin called for a taxi and wearily settled herself into the seat.   She looked down at her lit phone screen.  Ten missed calls from Jinjoo and about three times that amount missed from Megan.  She rubbed her tired eyes and then began a message to Megan. 

"Just left the hospital.  Everyone is okay.  There are some injuries but nothing life threatening.  Keep this to yourself please.   I'm very tired so I'm going home to sleep." 

Hyejin laid her phone down and watched the city scape flash by her window.  Soon her head was bobbing slightly as her exhausted eyes tightly closed.

* * *

Namjoon opened his eyes to find five pairs of eyes staring down at him.   His eyes darted to each of them and he smiled. 

"'Bout time you woke up.  I lost sleep because of you.  Well, actually because of a few of you really.  But mainly you." 

"Nice to see you too, Yoongi-hyung."  Namjoon smiled slightly, the sting of the action suddenly reminding him of his split lip.  Yoongi merely grunted in return, nodding and clasping his hands behind his back. 

"Hyung, you look a bit better today!"  Jungkook smiled widely and he flashed a double thumbs up to his beloved roommate and leader. 

"Thanks, Kookie, but I feel like I was hit by a truck," he said, wincing from the pain in his ribs. 

"You were," said Yoongi flatly, rolling his eyes.  Everyone knew he was acting tough to keep from becoming too emotional. 

J-Hope stood at the foot of the bed, arms folded across his chest, just watching the chatter.  He smiled as Namjoon's gaze turned to him.  "Don't think I'll go easy on you in dance practice just because you almost died."  J-Hope's face was smiling but his eyes were a bit teary.

Namjoon scrunched his face and sighed.  "What does a guy have to do to get a break around here," he groaned.  He grinned at his friend and J-Hope shook his head. 

Namjoon's felt a gentle tug on his sleeve and he turned his head to come face to face with Taehyung in a wheelchair beside his bed.   "Hey, Tae Tae, how are you?"  He tried to look happy since he knew the boy had had some trouble staying calm.

"I needed to see you," whispered Taehyung.  A hush fell over the room.  He reached a hand through the railing and Namjoon met it with his own. "I just needed to see you for myself," he whispered again, tears filling his eyes. 

"Tae Tae, I'm okay. Really."  Namjoon squeezed his hand gently and smiled.  He worried the boy might be forever traumatized by this.  However, despite his weak appearance now, Taehyung was really quite strong.  Namjoon decided to believe he would bounce back from all this.  Maybe not right away but soon. 

Taehyung stared into his eyes and nodded.  "Jiminie isn't," Taehyung croaked.  Tears were now streaming down his cheeks.

Jungkook quietly moved behind the chair and gripped Taehyung's shoulders, gently massaging them.  He leaned down close to his ear and whispered,  "Hyung, would it make you feel better to go see Jimin-hyung?"

Taehyung's eyes grew wide and he turned his head to look up into the face of the maknae who was smiling gently.  "But Nurse Jung said I couldn't till I could calm down," he said softly, almost in a childlike way.

"She doesn't need to know.  I'm a very evasive person when I want to be.  We'll go see him and leave and she won't be any the wiser about any of it.  How about that?"  Jungkook grinned mischievously.  "It's been a few days since my last prank so I'm itching to do something befitting my age."