The door opened again and I saw my 6 friends enter.

"Hey hyung!" Jungkook said, sitting on a chair beside my bed. The others joined him

"Sorry about your wrist Jungkook, when can you dance again?" I asked with a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry. By next week I can dance as long as I'm careful. Also, you are allowed out in a few days once you can walk again, but you can't dance for a few weeks until you are healed." He explained to me.

My heart sank.

It meant we couldn't compete in the competition.

"Also..." Tae said quietly. "you won't believe our luck! They've moved the competition forward a whole month! So we can still compete!"

I was filled with joy.

We spoke a little longer until they were asked to leave.

After two horrid weeks in my hospital room, I was finally allowed home, though they were concerned i would be on my own.

"You can stay at my house until you're better!
I already asked my parents." Jungkook said, not giving me an option.

"Well, only if you're sure." I said "I don't want to get in the way."

"Really it's no trouble!" He said. "It will be cool. They said all of you guys can come and stay if you want!"

"Really?" Taehyung asked "that's so cool! I'm in!"

"Me too!" Jimin laughed. "Thanks for the offer!"

"i'm down!" Namjoon and Jin said simultaneously, then we all laughed.

"Count me in! I don't wanna be left behind!" Hoseok said. "Anyway, where would you guys be without your hope?"

We all laughed.

I loved the way we were just like brothers, always messing around, yet supporting each other.

Unfortunately, after half an hour they had to leave. I was once again left alone in the empty room.

Suddenly, my phone beeped with the terrifying klaxon noise and I picked it up. It was a video call from Taehyung.

I picked it up and smiled as I saw all the guys huddling into the shot.

"MISS YOU ALREADY!" They yelled in unison.

"You goons." I laughed.

We spoke a bit more, but then they had to go, and I was once again left alone.