BTS finally gets their new English tutor, Rose. She's kind and down-to-earth, but with a tough side. She's the type of girl a few of the members could fall for- and they do. Rose already has a crush on one of them, but can the others change her mind...
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Warning: a bit of angst in this chapter
Namjoon POV
The ride to the hospital was long. Yoongi had hopped into the back seat with Rose, propping her leg up on his. Rose still refused to show how much pain she was in, but with her wearing Jimin's athletic shorts we could all see how red and swollen her knee was. There were what looked like very precise scars on the side of her knees that I hadn't seen before. Did she have surgery? Is that why this happened? Is that why Nina's not as freaked as us? At one point during the ride, even in pain, Rose had cracked a joke, "Thank God I decided to shave my legs today." We couldn't help but laugh.
When we pulled up to the hospital, there was a doctor and nurse waiting with a wheelchair. I guess that was what the text she sent earlier was for.
"I'm gonna park the car," Nina said as we loaded Rose onto the wheelchair. "Just text me the room number when you get there, ok?" She drove towards the parking garage and we followed Rose.
"So, what'd you do this time, huh? I didn't expect to see you so soon," the doctor questioned. This time? Rose grabbed the doctor's sleeve and gestured her head towards us while shaking it like she was saying 'no'. The doctor nodded his head like he understood what she was saying. What's going on? I guess she really does have a history with the injury. She was probably trying to tell the doctor that she didn't want him to say anything to us. I understand that she wants privacy, but that kind of hurts having her shut us out like that.
"She's hiding it, isn't she? Whatever the injury's about." Yoongi whispered in my ear. I hummed in agreement. "I wonder what happened..." he trailed off. "But don't worry, I won't pressure her to tell us."
"Probably a good idea," I mumbled back. We rounded a corner. "You noticed, didn't you?" We entered an elevator so I stopped talking to Yoongi. I put my hand on Rose's shoulder. She turned to give me a pained smile.
"Don't worry, I'll be ok." Which means you're not ok now. We exited the elevator. We let Rose get ahead of us again.
"You noticed that something happened to her." I continued.
"Yeah... I don't know what, but one time Nina told me that she's like her name. A rose. She said something like, a rose has thorns, so it looks tough, but it's still a flower. And that Rose is the same... she seems tough, but she's fragile..." I could hear the sadness in his voice.
Rose was steered into a room. I caught the end of what the doctor was saying, "—scared, but you might want to think about it. I can tell they really care." Yoongi and I looked at each other and then we entered the room. I texted Nina the room number. The nurse helped Rose to get settled into bed and then she left.
