"Hyung? What are you doing?" Jungkook whispered to Yoongi, who was spying on the couple. "Nothing." He muttered.
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It was now the end of school and you both were walking. To clarify, You and Jimin. Yoongi wasn't home due to his basketball practice.
"It really is funny!" You exclaimed. He nodded. Awkward silence filled the front porch. "W-Well, I'll see you tomorrow goodnight." You nodded, "Good night." Once you walked into the house, you saw red liquid on the floor that was leading to the kitchen.
Your eyes enlarged. "G-Grandma!"
{Few Minutes Later}
The ambulance came and you called Yoongi. It hurt to see the adult you have grown to love on a stretcher with a breathing cup on her face.
'Please be okay.'
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As you were still waiting for Yoongi's Grandma's surgery to finish, your sight was invaded by red chucks.
You looked up to see Yoongi standing there, dripping sweat with a panicked expression. "Where is She?!" He yelled at your face. Yet all you could do was cry and point to the double doors.
For some reason, he pitied you. Just they you were sobbing in your palms affected him. A nurse had suddenly came out and took off his mask. "Are you both related to Mrs. Min?" Yoongi nodded.
"She is alright. However she lost a lot of blood. Don't worry, we will bring her to a room so you can visit her." Yoongi nodded and you responded in a 'Thank you.'
As you walked into a bright room, you saw priceless smile. Her bun was pinned perfectly and her eyes held the most brightest twinkle ever. It all seemed too perfect.
"My children." Her arms opened wide. Yoongi ran to her like a five year old and hugged her. "I'm very sorry that I scared you both." She smiled. "However, I'm going to be staying in this hospital for a little while soo..."
She looked at her grandson and then you. "You guys will be by yourselves for a while."
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A/n: Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
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أدب الهواة"Y/N! HELP ME! Y/N! MY DAUGHTER!" My mother cried out and moaned at the same time. I looked down to see the bottom of my books soaked in my own tears. "SHUT UP B*TCH!" My Father grunted and yelled. I need someone. A hero. A girl who hates her life...
