Bts X child reader

Chapter 40

Y/N's POV:

"but..I saw you die. Why..why didn't I know?" I felt like crying. I felt like screaming, and laughing, and cheering, all at once. But I didn't do any, as I sat and stared at my brothers face, waiting for his response. It was my brother. I had no doubt. The last time I saw him, I was 4 years old, and he was 14. Now he's 24. And he looks half dead. But it was him, and that wasn't a question.

"I'm sorry, Kid. I'd love to have told you, to have you visit. But..Youngae didn't want you to know. I had to respect that. I really, had to respect that. I couldn't exactly tell you as I've been in this hospital for a decade. She's the only one capable of telling you, other then Eomma and Appa, and I haven't heard from them since. They must be busy, how are they?" I didn't respond for a moment. I couldn't. He hadn't even heard from them. And now he never would. Why hadn't they contacted him? Why did Youngae want this to be kept a secret from me?

As much as I didn't want to be the one to tell him, if Youngae hadn't, nobody would. "Jin-Wook.." I started, but my voice caught in my throat. I didn't cry, my tear ducts were empty by now. Why did my life have to be so sucky? Why did Eomma and Appa have to die? Why haven't I seen my own brother for over a decade? Why had my sister lied to me? What else was she hiding? For all I knew, Mom and Dad could be alive as well! I screwed over Bangtan, the only people who have even been there for me, and now they probably hate me! And even as I knew all this, tears still didn't fall. I just sat there, until everything faded to black, and countless people called for my name. But even though I heard them, I didn't, as I fell into an oblivion.

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I woke up to the sound of sobbing, quiet bickering, and someone holding my hand tightly. I wanted to open my eyes, but they seemed to be glued shut. I heard a door open, and shut hard enough to shake the soft surface I wasn't on. A bed. "Good afternoon, boys." Was all I heard. "What happened to her?" Was Someone-Yoongi's- not so polite response. "It seems she just passed out from stress. She could wake up in an hour, or a day. Either way, it's not a big deal, and we'll handle it fine." Her voice was calm, and it made me believe her, believe that all would be ok. Someone squeezed my hand as she said this, and by the size of the fingers and the softness of the palm, I could tell it was Jimin. Someone was playing with my hair, and I could figure it was Jin or Tae.

I heard the door open and close again, meaning the nurse had left. I wanted the boys to know I was awake, that I could hear and feel them. I tried my hardest to move my eyes, to blink or flash my eyelashes or something. After accomplishing nothing, I moved down to my hand, which seemed to have loosened up as Jimin nervously fiddled with it. I put all the effort in my body to move my pinky, the smallest finger, and the easiest thing to move.

Jimin's POV:

"Yah! Help!" A scream was heard from the room Y/N and Her brother were in, but it didn't sound like a girls shout. We knew he was undoubtedly calling for a doctor, yet the seven of us were in there in a second. And then the eight of us were shouting for help. Why weren't doctors in here already? Y/N was slumped forward in the chair, and although it may have looked like she was sleeping to some people, it was obvious that was not the case.

A couple minutes later, Y/N was finally in her own room on a bed, and we had all followed her, forgetting about Jin-Wook. He wasn't our priority anyways. After Y/N was set on the bed, the doctors left for a bit,claiming she just needed rest. That didn't soothe myself, or anyone for that fact. Yoongi paced the room in a fast pace, is face showing he was thinking deeply, and he didn't show any sign of slowing down. Jin was by Y/N's head, braiding and playing with her anxiously, staring at a random spot on the wall in front of him. Taehyung didn't stop bouncing up and down in his spot, which was right beside Y/N's feet, but he seemed to frightened to touch her. Hoseok was sitting in the corner, whispering meaningless things to himself, which was what he usually did to relax himself. Namjoon didn't stick to one place. At one point, he was sitting beside Hobi 'reading a book', and the next he was on the other side of the room, next to the Maknae. Jungkook stood on the other side of Y/N then me, beside Taehyung. He didn't bother to speak, or do anything, other then stare at her face almost creepily.