Two days have passed since I hurt my shoulder, the pain has only gotten worse. I thought that it would heal by now. I haven't told anyone as I don't want to cause any unnecessary problems for the others and I'm pretty sure our manager wouldn't care.
Yoongi has been concerned as I have been "moody". I feel bad, I haven't been moody, my shoulder hurts to even touch it. We couldn't hug like we normally do.
I sit down on the couch and move my arm with my other arm to stop it from hurting as much. Eun sits next to me, I look at her weirdly, strange, she smells like a guy? What has she been doing with Jimin?
Yoongi looks at me, a concerned look on his face. He looks at the empty spot next to me and then at the others. I look up at him. I clutch my arm as he sits down next to me. As he sits, pain radiates through my shoulder. I bit my lip and grab my shoulder.
He looks at me and then at my hand on my shoulder. "Are you ok?" He asks sweetly. I nod.
"I'm fine." I say a little harshly, he looks away from me, that may have been mean. I sigh and look down at the food on the coffee table, the others eating away at their food.
We finish eating our dinner and we prepare ourselves to go to bed. I grab my pjs and a hair brush. I brush my hair and tie it up using my none injured hand.
I have a shower and get myself dressed, my shoulder almost completely purple. The bruise stretches down to just above my breast and up my neck slightly. I look at my shoulder and then the thought hits me, what if I did break it?
I don't bother going to my bed to sleep, I leave the room and secretly make it to Yoongi's room. I knock on the door before walking in.
Yoongi's only just recently gotten out of the shower as his hair is still wet, he looks amazing.
I look at his lips, I want to kiss him. I bite my lip to stop myself from having these thoughts. No matter how much I want him, I think I should wait till my shoulder heals.
I lie down on his bed. He turns off the lights and lies down next to me and he wraps his arms around me. His hand rests on my shoulder, causing my shoulder to hurt from the weight. I groan and shift his hand off my shoulder.
He sits up and looks at me. "What's wrong?" He asks looking at me. I sit up, my arm limp at my side.
"I'm fine. Nothing is wrong." I softly say looking up him.
"Please don't lie to me." He says brushing my hair behind my ear. I move closer to him, my arm slumped behind me. I place my good hand on his face, I lean close to him and kiss him on the lips.
I pull away after a few seconds and lie back down. "Chae.." he mutters and I face the roof. He places his hand on the side of my face.
I look at him. "Don't push me away. I know something's wrong." He says.
"I'm fine Yoongi. Trust me on this." I say. I feel bad lying to him, but I don't want to cause extra stress for others.
He turns around and faces away from me. I feel a tear fall down my face. I look up at the white ceiling. I turn my head to look at the back of Yoongi's head.
I lift my hand closet to him, the one that's not hurt. I go to place my hand on his back but I decide against it.
"I'm sorry Yoongi." I mutter, a tear running down my face. I let myself fall asleep in thoughts of Yoongi.
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I awake to my right shoulder throbbing with pain. I clutch my shoulder to try and make the pain less but it doesn't work, it makes the pain worse.
I bite my lip hopping the pain will pass soon. I clench my fist my nails digging into my palm.
I wince in pain. Tears streaming down my face. I taste a metallic taste in my mouth from biting my lip to hard. I am unable to lift my head because of the pain. I choke on the blood dripping down my throat. I cough it up. I feel it splatter on my chest.
"Yoongi.." I choke, groaning in pain. I cough again making the pain worse. "Yoongi.." I cry moving my unhurt hand to his back. I shake him as I groan in pain. Tears steam down my face.
"Ughh.. Chae, I'm trying to sleep." Yoongi groans. I place my hand on his back.
"It hurts. It argggghh hurts a lot." I groan choking on my tears. He sits up and turns to look at me. I shift slightly and pain spreads through my body.
Yoongi is quick to turn on the lights. He looks at me, his eye widening. "Chae there's blood! What's happening?" He leans over me and helps me sit up. I almost let out a scream.
"Help arrgh help me take my shirt off." He unbuttons my shirt and slips it off my shoulders. He stops when he sees my shoulder, his eyes widening.
"Chae, you need to go to the hospital." He says. I look at him and shake my head. I groan. "Honey, it's not going to get any better if you don't get treated."
"No." I groan. Looking at him, "No, I don't want to." He wraps his arms around half of body.
"Chae, you're hurting me." He says pulling away from me. "It hurts here." he pats his chest were his heart is. "Seeing you like this hurts."
"I'm sorry." I say tears flowing down my eyes.
"I'll get the others." He says walking off, I grab his arm.
"Please don't. I don't want them to know. They don't know about us either." He looks at me and places his hand on my face.
"Babe, don't do this. You need help, I'm going to take you to the hospital, whether you like it or not." Yoongi says, he runs to the bathroom and comes out with a wet cloth.
I groan at the pain. He carefully wipes the blood off my lips and hand. I look at him, I eye his soft lips. His eyes.
He picks me up bridal style and I groan. "Let me down." I say hitting his back.
"Shh." He says "Don't wake the others."
He takes me to our car and sits me down in the passenger seat. He places a piece of cloth for me to bite on instead of my lips, which I have split.
He places glasses on my face and on his. He puts my hair in a messy bun. I look in the mirror I can barely recognise myself. I groan with the pain still as painful as it has been.
We rush to the hospital. Yoongi carries me into the hospital. The nurses approach us. I here Yoongi tell the nurse something in English which I can't understand.
They take one look at my shoulder, I make out the word surgery. I groan holding onto Yoongi tightly.
"Charlie, it's going to be ok, but you need surgery straight away." The nurse says, did she just address me as Charlie? Yoongi looks at me and nods.
I look at the nurse and groan in pain. Doctors come and give me a drug to knock me out. Yoongi places a kiss on my forehead as my vision blackens out.
A/N
I'm thinking that Chae's shoulder doesn't make that much sense that it got worse if I don't explain it here! It got worse because of dance practise which they do everyday, which is causing it to bruise more.
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FanfictionLove isn't that simple. Her life's distroyed. Can he fix it? Honestly, she just needs therapy Yoongi of BTS FF Edit~ This book was written when I was younger and may contain wrong information about certain topics, i suggest reading with precaution...