Bts X child reader

Chapter 24

Y/N's POV:

311, 312, 313, 314, Bingo. I knocked on the door, and then remembered she was unconscious, and probably wouldn't answer. I opened the door, and quickly wished I hadn't. What I saw on the bed was not my sister. It was what was left of my sister, more like it. There she layed, a bloody bandage wrapped around her head, her arm up in a sling, and her knee help up in a cast. Her eyes rested closed, but I could tell she was anything but relaxed on the inside. Countless bruises and slashes ran down her skin, and that was just what I could see. I felt the blood rush out my face and down to my feet, as I stood there, staring at the remains of my family. I didn't know how long I was standing there, before one of the boys behind me gently pushed me down to sit on the chair beside Youngae.

I put her cold and lifeless hand into my own, and shivered at the feeling of her cool skin against my own. I forced my tears back down, not allowing myself to cry. Seeing her like this, currently put a complete hold on all my feelings of pain. She was obviously experiencing worse, and it would be selfish of me to even think of my wounds right here. The boys left the room, giving us some space. Once they were gone, I whispered into her ear. I wasn't even really sure of what I was saying, but I knew it was something along the lines of "I'm sorry," and "please come back," as I let a couple tears finally drop. They dropped onto our hands which were still connected. And then I felt something so unreal, yet something so hopeful, that I couldn't help but smile, even if it was just my imagination. Although she was still completely in her coma, which I easily knew she was, I felt her, felt something squeeze my hand. The gesture was so slight, so small, that I barely felt it. But I did, and at that point, I knew everything would be fine.

Jin's POV:

after about half an hour, Y/N came out of the room. We had all taken a seat as close to the room as possible, but there was only 5 chairs in the hallway, so Jungkook and Tae shared a seat, and so did Hobi and Jimin. When Y/N came out of the room, she looked happier then she had all day, and for the second time in the past couple hours, I wondered what had happend in that room. Of course, I didn't say anything, and instead we silently gathered up our stuff and left. Y/N had been avoiding eye contact with all of us. I couldn't blame her. I knew we were all probably giving her to much pity, and she probably just felt awkward. I couldn't help but notice her avoiding Jimin more then the others though, and I saw the sadness and confusion in his eyes, although he didn't say anything.

Dae-Hyun, who had politely waited for us in the car, waved at us awkwardly as we entered the car. We let Y/N have her seat in the corner, and this time Hobi sat beside her. Dae-Hyun decided to give us the rest of the day off, and instead of driving us back to work, he took us to our dorm. We bowed our thanks, and emptied the car, and entered the building. I held in a chuckle as I watched Y/N enter again. Even though it had been over a week, every time Y/N entered the dorm, she always had a shocked face on, as if she had entered the grandest place she had ever seen. We entered the elevator, but Y/N went to the stairs instead, mumbling something about going to the practice room. I couldn't say I was suprised, she spent more time in the practice room then anywhere else. I also had to say, every moment she spends in there, she becomes a better dancer. I mean I'm not one to speak, but Hobi the others agreed with me, so I know that she had, in fact, improved greatly. She spent at least two hours in their everyday, and with our already busy schedule, and her 4 hours of schooling, I wondered if she ever even got sleep. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I would wake up to get a drink or go to the washroom, and even though it's almost 4 in the morning, her lights always still on, and I can hear her yawning on the other side.

Once the rest of us got back to the dorm, we went our separate ways. Jungkook and Tae went to the corner and played some video game, Namjoon and Jimin went to their rooms, Hobi watched some weird show on the T.V, and Yoongi sat beside him, falling asleep on his shoulder. I went into the kitchen, since it was about noon, and decided to make some lunch. I made Bulgogi, and by the time I was done, Y/N was back from the practice room, and she was somewhere around the dorm, doing something beyond my knowledge. I called everyone for lunch, and one by one, the boys slowly made their ways to the kitchen. Jimin excused himself from the table, claiming he had to go the washroom.

Y/N's POV:

​​​​​​​"I made lunch, come get it!" I heard Jin call. This made me rush, and I tried covering up my bruises with makeup. I had one bruise on my right arm, the one I had been pushed on, and the bruise was turning colours I didn't know were possible for a wound. A couple minutes ago, I had entered the dorm, and I was currently in the bathroom. I tried rushing, knowing the boys were probably waiting for me so they could start lunch, but the bruise on my arm wasn't covering up. I had figured out most of my injuries. I had a bruised rib, I think, anyways. It can't be worse then internally bruised. I have a large scratch on the side of my face, but I covered it up pretty easily. There was other bruises on my Body as well, but they were covered up by my clothing, so the boys wouldn't see them anyways. Until someone opened the door. "Y/N??" I heard, and looked up, to see a scared Jimin staring down at my wounds.