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nine

"what do you mean, i'll stay in the house?", seungwan asked, furrowing her eyebrows, confused at the situation.

"it's all in the sentence, wendy. you always complained that you have hated staying in this roomㅡ so me and your mother decided that it will be best for you to stay and recover in your own room, back at the house", her father replied with such a cold, strict tone that you would hear from a typical strict parent.

she nodded, understanding each word. of course, she always hated this hospital throughout the awful five years.

seungwan have always wanted to go back home, but not at this moment. for the very first time, she felt veryㅡalive ever since she met yoongi. even just short conversations with him made her feel so happy, comfortable. words can't really explain how much joy she felt when she spent time with him.

although it was such a short period of time, she still appreciated it. she appreciated his efforts on finding his way through the halls and corridors, just to have a personal chat with her. wendy smiled slightly at the thought of it.

her mother then grabbed her belongings, "you'll be discharged tomorrow morning, make sure to pack your things tonight, okay?", she said, caressing her daughter's cheek. wendy nodded, a blank expression was worn on her face.

"good, we'll be leaving now. rosie, dear, please take care of your sister", her dad said, then chaeyoung nodded in agreement.

they kissed their daughters' foreheads, before leaving the room, on their way back to work. irene also left a while ago to continue checking on her patients, that means it was just her, chaeyoung and chanyeol again. wendy sighed heavily, she did love them accompany her throughout the night, but she did want to communicate or at least socialize with other peopleㅡ she just want to have freedom, finally hanging out with friends, go to malls and parks just like any other teenager would do, but the disease just captivates her in the same damn hospital room.

seungwan, herself didn't expect her parents would plan this. she had always thought that they would yell at her for complaining so much and leave her here, in the hospital until she was fully recoveredㅡ of course, she is happy at the thought of her going back home, finally laying on an actual comfty bed. but she wouldn't personally see him, again.

they have each other's numbersㅡ but she would be happier to see him in person. wendy frowned at the thought.

a hand layed on her shoulder unexpectedly, wendy looked up, and her eyes met her sister's, "you should go tell him, wendy..", chaeyoung said, with a sincere tone in her voice.

wendy replied, "i'll just tell him laterㅡ let's start packing my stuff and my other bullshit, so we have nothing to do the entire night", a slight curve formed on her lips, as she gets out of her bed, grabbing her belongings and start shoving them accordingly in separate bags.

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at the other room, yoongi got unexpected visitors, they were pretty annoying, but he owned them a big time. without them, he would be dead, for sure.

they gave him dinner, which was of course some regular barbeque, which they feast on pretty quickly. the room was very noisyㅡ and it quite annoyed yoongi. after his early dinner, he was constantly yawning, just wanting to get some sleep already. so in the next morning, he can talk with wendy.

jimin started smacking jungkook's chest for mimicking himㅡ taehyung, on the other hand, laughing, too loud, and as a loud mouth, to whomever passes by his room probably thinks there's a psychopath. and for yoongi, he was sitting on his bed, mentally judging the younger ones.

"they all need mental therapy, fucking weirdos", he thought to himself, as he chuckled at the idea.

they were interrupted by a knock on the door, there was an awkward silence before the door opened. taehyung was in aweㅡ when a goddess in a physician's lab coat entered the scenery. they all stood up and bowed.