Chapter 78: Why am I so important

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//Hoseok's POV//

I rapidly turn my head back to her, when I hear her take a sharp breath.

Her eyes was wide open and she had a blank expression.

Before I could call her name, she bursts out in tears.

"Y/n." I mumble lightly, leaning in to her and lifting her head.

She swings her arms around me and embraces me tightly.

I wrapped my arms lightly around her back to give comfort.

The more she cried, the tighter I'd hug.

I didn't fully understand the sudden outcry, but I did my best to comfort her.

The boys from the next room suddenly barge in.

"She's alive!"

"Y/N!"

"Whats wrong with her?!"

"How can I help?!"

"Does she need anything?!"

"Does she need anything?!"

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"Guys. Guys! Stop. She can tell in her own time." I hush.

"What's wrong with her? Why is she crying?" Tae pouts.

I look down at her, "y/n? Shall we help you outside? Maybe you need some air."

She was unable to speak through her intense tears.

"Come on, let's help her out." I command the other members.

I held her tightly and pulls her up, meanwhile the boys just followed closely.

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I sat outside, with her face still buried in my chest.

I rest my hand on her head, "Its okay y/n..."

"Does she need water?" Jimin asks.

"Maybe she's still hungry." I lift my head to the boys.

I felt her head shake in disagreement.

"What does she want?" Jimin asks.

"Wait for the answer when she calms... Then we'll know." I look back down at her state.

I place my head on top of hers and slightly sway.

Soon her tears died down and it just turned into weak gasps.

In a way, her crying this way made me happy. Because she must trust in me to hug me for comfort. I really shouldn't fall for anyone, but she just treats me human sometimes. And I need that.

I lift my head and remove her head from my chest.

I come to see y/n, with her eyes all puffed up from crying.

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