Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

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I don't know how I convince the doctor to discharge me the next day, but I suspect the company had something to do with it. Besides, with me and all other Big Hit employees gone from the premises, they can begin damage control and squash any rumors about the members or their families. It had been complete chaos for days. The guys' fans were dedicated and had done everything from sending pastries to the doctors and nurses in mass quantities to donating to a children's medical research foundation. They were truly incredible, which made me feel even more terrible about deceiving them.

Transporting me would take a little strategizing. All managers were noticeable to fans, and they didn't want to risk any speculation around my identity. Luckily, the hospital staff arranges for me to leave through the private garage to save themselves the extra headache and to save the company from any more inflated stories.

The ride back to the apartment is quiet as I wrestle with my rising anxiety. I didn't imagine that our reunion would be like this. I had hoped that the guys would come home from Japan to a nice meal waiting for them. We'd have some laughs and they'd tell me all about their concert and show me all the cool things they bought. In turn, I'd tell them all the activities I did to try to pass the time without them, but ultimately, I'd tell them I missed them too much to enjoy myself. We'd drink wine. We'd eat too much. And at the end of the night, I'd hold each one of them before going to bed.

That was the plan. And it slipped right through my fingers.

I'm not sure what I'm walking into. Jigaemae said that they haven't been working at all so I'm sure they're all pretty stir-crazy. When I FaceTimed them this morning, they definitely looked better, although several of them still had heavy, dark circles around their eyes.

After we pass the security post and pull up to the apartment, I suddenly feel overwhelmingly insecure. And grateful. And emotional. Because all seven of my boys are waiting outside. Waiting for me.

Jigaemae can barely put the car in park before they're opening the car door and carefully helping me out. They can be chaotic and loud, but in this moment, they speak in hushed tones as if they're afraid to spook me. Or maybe they're just as scared as I am.

"Easy," Namjoon rasps as Jungkook and Jimin help me onto my feet. "Can you walk?"

I nod. "Yes."

But that doesn't seem to be enough for Jungkook. In one swift movement, he picks me up and cradles me in his arms. He does it effortlessly as if he doesn't even register the weight.

"Hurry and get her inside out of the cold," Hoseok orders. "Pali pali."

It's literally 80 degrees outside but I don't argue with him.

Jin and Jimin stay on either side of Jungkook, occasionally extending their own arms as if they're afraid Jungkook will drop me. Taehyung and Yoongi gather my things from the car.

I wrap my arms around Jungkook's neck and gaze at his beautiful profile. He knows I'm looking at him, yet he doesn't glance at me once.

"Hey," I say just above a whisper. "I'm ok."

He nods but he still won't look at me.

Once we're in the apartment, he heads straight to my room but I stop him.

"I don't want to get in bed. I've been in a bed for too long. I'll sit on the couch so I can hang out with you all."

"You should rest," Jimin counters.

"I'll rest there. Promise."

Without a word, Jungkook takes me to the sectional and carefully sets me down. Considering he won't even look at me, I expect him to disappear into his room, however, he stays. Not only that, he sits right beside me and puts my legs across his lap.