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Chapter 22

Jung Hoseok POV

We all waited outside, giving the Min family some space.

Which is useless anyway since their conversation can be heard due to their screaming.

Being the good friends that we are, we moved farther away.

I glanced at Namjoon Hyung, seeing him trying so hard to stifle his laughter. I hid a smirk. 

"So!", I heard Dr. Kang say. We all looked towards him exiting the room. "I just finished talking to the family. Fortunately, his father can donate some blood for him."

"Anyway, you guys can go back if you want. Mrs. Min said they will be leaving in a few minutes," he continued. Jimin smiled, "Thank you for the information doctor."

"No problem. If you need any help, just call one of the nurses using the button near the bed," he said. We nodded and he waved us goodbye.

Just like Dr. Kang said, a few minutes later, Mr. and Mrs. Min walked out of the room. We quickly rushed to them. Mrs. Min sighed, "My son is so hard-headed. Always going to fights."

Mrs. Min smiled, "He's lucky to have you, Namjoon." 

Namjoon Hyung smiled and shook his head, "It's no problem, Mrs. Min."

Mrs. Min shook her head and tsked, "How many times have I told you? Just call me Min."

"Did somebody call my name?", Mr. Min said. We all laughed together.

"I assumed you filled his patient information, Namjoon?", Mrs. Min asked.

"Yes I did," Namjoon Hyung replied.

"As expected," Mrs. Min said. "Okay boys, I'm sorry but I don't recognize all of you. I recognize Namjoon and Jimin... And that's about it. I'm in a hurry right now, so next time, tell Yoongi to bring all of you to our house sometime okay?"

We all nodded in agreement and she smiled to us in return. Not long after, they left.

We entered the room again, greeted by a grumpy looking Yoongi Hyung.

"I hate you, Namjoon," he said, not sparing us a glance. Namjoon Hyung laughed. 

"What did they do?", Namjoon Hyung said, sitting on the bed. Yoongi Hyung glared at him, "No motorcycle for two weeks."

"Oof-", Taehyung said. "Harsh!"

"Well, that's for the better Yoongi," Seokjin Hyung said. "In this condition, you won't be able to ride it anyway."

We talked for a while, the sun quickly setting. Seokjin Hyung frowned.

"It's getting late," Seokjin Hyung said. "I'm sorry, Yoongi, but I need to go home."

Yoongi waved his hand, "That's okay."

I frowned, "Taehyung? Did you bring your motorcycle today?"

"Yep," Taehyung said. "You want me to take you home?"

"Yeah," I replied. "You can go take your motorcycle without me. I need to talk to Yoongi Hyung."

Taehyung quickly catches up and gave me a thumbs up. "Roger that! Let's go Hyungs!"

He quickly rushed the others outside. "I'll be waiting in the parking lot!"

When all of them left the room, an awkward silence falls between us. What happened between us? Since when did things become this way?

"Yoongi Hyung?", I said. He showed no response. I sighed and sat beside him.

"Why are you ignoring me?", I said again. Still, no response.