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Jungkook's POV:

"Are you ready to go home?" I look across to RaeJae who's been staring out the window for the past 30 minutes.

I let out a sigh. She hasn't answered any of my questions this morning, almost as if she's mute.

"Good morning!" Hobie enters the room as bright as ever with clothes for the two of us in his hands.

"Hyung, these are Jimin hyungs clothes," I point to the T-Shirt and jeans.

"I know," He snickers, throwing them at me, "Here's yours Rae. I didn't want to invade your closet so I sort of just grabbed one of my hoodie and sweatpants... I hope that's okay,"

She smiles faintly at him, leaving for the bathroom to change. Hobie slowly turns to me with his eyebrows furrowed since neither of us have seen RaeJae act that way.

"She hasn't said a single word since she last spoke with Yoongi Hyung yesterday," I say.

He nods his head understandingly, "She'll come around,"

"I hope so," I reply, getting up to change into my own clothes.

I walk the best I can before getting into the hallway, instantly limping when Hobie can no longer see me. Although feels like it may fall off I don't want it to become a hinderance to my hyungs when they already have enough to worry about.

"Aish," I whimper, a sudden shock of pain running through my leg. The doctors told me that the cut struck some nerves which will take awhile to heal completely, even if it looks fine from the outside.

I gently rub the side of my thigh, attempting to straighten up and walk a few more steps. As a result, I end up dropping my T-Shirt instead

Just before I can bend down to pick it up, someone does it for me. I follow the arm up to see RaeJae looking at me sadly.

"Ah~ thank you," I play it off by trying to walk comfortably.

I don't even make it two steps before I feel her taking my arm and slinging it over her shoulders to support me. It seems like you can never get anything past this girl.

"Thank you," I say again while she helps me to the bathroom. She shrugs in response, allowing me to close the door.

How long is she going to remain like this?

I quickly change into my new clothes, holding the one given to me by the hospital. A yawn finds its way to my mouth as I look in the mirror, almost jumping once I see my reflection. I let RaeJae see me like this?!

Dark circles, greasy skin, and messy hair all stare back at me as I make a desperate attempt to fix myself.

"Aish, forget it," I sigh. It's not like she hasn't seen me like this before... it shouldn't even matter.

A knock at the door causes me to jump.

"Almost done!" I Call politely, expecting it to be another patient who needs to use the restroom. I open the door to a wheel chair with RaeJae waiting patiently.

"I don't need that," I point to it but she just pushes it closer to me.

RaeJae's POV:

'Just sit in it', I think to myself, wanting him to give himself a small break.

"I can walk just fine," He whines but I shake my head. I saw him limping in the hallway.

I push it even closer to him, refusing to move out of the doorway until he finally sits in it. I try to pull him out of the bathroom now realizing that I didn't think this far.