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RaeJae's POV:

"Bee bee bee bee," Yoongi comes walker into the waiting room with a walker making weird noises. Wahhh, He's sure a pro at having mood swings.

"Now you really look like an old man," Jin starts to laugh, causing me to crack a smile because I honestly don't disagree.

"Aigooo, take me to the car," Yoongi adds to the joke making us all double over in or chairs.

"Rae-ah, come here," He suddenly motions me over.

Oh no, is he going to say something about the whole 'I love you' situation in front of everyone? I've finally managed to stop feeling down about it in such a short amount of time and I'd rather not talk about it anymore.

"What?" I ask, lazily pulling myself out of my chair to stand in front of him.

He grabs my arms, spinning me around only to say, "bend over,"

"W-what?!" I practically yell, my eyes widening.

"Yah! YAH!" Jin instantly comes in between us.

"NO! NOOOOO! I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE- I just want a piggyback ride!" Yoongi bursts into panicked laughter.

I spin around to stand beside Jin, "Do you Seriously think I could give you a piggyback ride? You'd break my legs!"

"Are you calling me fat?" His smile turns into a look of offense.

"N-no! I have no muscle so," I start to explain myself but he interrupts me.

"I'm just kidding," He chuckles, "Jeon Jungkookie!"

"He's with Rapmonie Hyung checking you out, but don't worry, I got you," V rushes in, allowing Yoongi to get on his back.

I grab his walker and start following them down the hall, Hobie walking beside me. He's been pretty silent during this whole thing, and I think it's because he gets really worried about stuff like this.

"Psst, Hyung," I whisper.

He looks at me.

"Get on," I tap the front of the walker.

"What?" He turns confused.

"It's like handle bars on a bike!" I say, lightly grabbing his elbow to encourage him.

"Yah, this is too scary," He laughs nervously.

"Don't worry, it'll be fun," I smirk. He carefully sits on the front bar of the walker, gripping the sides so hard his knuckles turn white.

I start to push it slowly, attempting to gain moment, but like I said, my arms are practically spaghetti.

"See?" I smile, now noticing Jungkook and Namjoon appear from the left.

Jungkook immediately look at me, a little scheme popping into my head. I don't know if this is bad but sometimes scaring Hoseok can be the best thing in the world.

"Ah~ I feel like royalty," Hobie sighs, starting to relax.

We pass Jungkook, I motioning him over to take my place without Hoseok noticing. I make a gesture with my hands to tell Jungkook to start pushing him faster.

He shakes his head with a grin, instantly understanding what I want. For a second he pushes Hoseok with just one hand, bringing his other one up to count down '3, 2, 1,"

Suddenly he takes of sprinting down the hallway all the way past V and Yoongi.

"YaAAAAaaaAAAAHHHhhAaaa!" Hoseok starts screaming while I run to catch up.

I'm happy to see Hobie with a huge smile on his face when I reach them. My goal was to cheer the mood up a bit which I think I've succeeded at.

"Guys, you can't do that in a hospital,"

I turn around, seeing Namjoon with a very serious expression, "it's disrespectful,"

"O-oh, I'm sorry," I bow, now feeling guilty as ever as I hang my head low entering the elevator.

I feel someone tap my shoulder, reluctantly looking up.

Yoongi shrugs at me as if to say 'don't worry about it', then pointing to Namjoon's back mouthing 'buzz kill'. I'm happy to hear that coming from Yoongi considering his words often give me strength.

It may have been a bit disrespectful but at least I had the best intentions in mind.

We all get into our car, sitting in our normal seats apart from Yoongi who switches with Namjoon. It was easier for V to help Yoongi into the back rather than the front, so now with Jin driving, Namjoon in the passenger seat, Yoongi, J-Hope, and V in the middle, and the rest of us in the back we leave.

"Can I have the AUX?" Jungkook calls.

"Kookie, if I have to listen to one more Charlie Puth song for the fifteenth hundred time I might die," Jimin leans over to see him.

"They're good!" Jungkook exclaims.

"Yeah, but not when they're burned into my brain because I have to hear them 24/7!" Jimin laughs but is obviously annoyed.

"I can't find the AUX," Namjoon shouts back to us.

"Uh oh, did you lose that too?" V asks.

"NO! I haven't touched it!" He replies defensively.

"Don't worry, I know where it is," I sigh, unbuckling. I try to point out to V where it is but he can't seem to follow directions.

"Aish, lean to the side," I say, climbing over the middle seat and retrieving it. Quickly, I untangle the chord and throw it back to Jungkook.

"Thank you!" He smiles.

"Yah! RaeJae, you shouldn't be unbuckled," Jin scolds me.

"I know, I know," I agree, starting back to my seat, "Wait, turn this on,"

I lean into the front to press the aux button, looking up for a brief second to see that we're stopped at a red light.

"Alright, get back to your seat!" Jin whines, giving me a side eye.

"I'm going!" I grunt, turning around.

The car starts to move making it more difficult for me to get my footing. I look out the side window, blinking a few times when I see a truck on our left side running their red light.

At first I don't believe my eyes, but after a few moments of shock I realize that it's real.

"HYUNG THERE'S A TRUCK!" I scream, pointing to it without knowing where to go.

He suddenly steps on the gas causing me to get thrown to the side onto Yoongi's lap. He stares at me wide eyed, helping me up and sitting me down as he acts like my seatbelt.

"YAH YAH STOP!" Namjoon starts shouting but it's too late.

Jin is forced to turn the wheel in order to get around the car in front of us, only to send us into oncoming traffic.

"RAEJAE STILL ISN'T BUCKL-" Yoongi starts to yell before a truck hits the right side of our car.

Before I know it we're flipping over as I feel myself get ripped from Yoongi's grasp. One moment we're turning over sideways and the next another jolt sends us barreling over frontwards.

I can't even get a scream out, feeling myself hit my head a few times without know what the hëll it is.

Suddenly the loud noises stop, and I open my eyes to the sky. I have absolutely no idea when I was flung out of the car, but somehow I managed to do so.

After a few minutes, I sit up, patting my arms in legs without feeling any pain. In utter disbelief I stand up, realizing that we rolled off the main road and into a small field.

The car is absolutely recked and few meters away from where I'm standing. I see Namjoon pull himself out of the passenger seat, helping Yoongi and V out who seem to be standing fine.

"WHERE'S RAE?!" Yoongi screams, "I HAD HER IN MY ARMS!"

I go to shout 'I'm here!' But nothing comes out. My eyebrows furrow and I come to the conclusion that I must be in such shock that I've lost my voice.

Yoongi and V quickly go to the other side of the car as I jog over. I go around the back of the car, thankful to see that both Jungkook and Jimin were able to escape without any major injuries from what I can tell with their backs turned to me.

"RAE-AH" Yoongi screams.

I stand next to Jungkook, trying to say something again to find the same outcome. Instead I place my hand on his shoulder, but he doesn't move. He only keeps staring down with the same horrified expression.

I follow his gaze down, instantly covering my mouth with my hands.

There, in Yoongi's arms is my body, everyone surrounding me with tears flowing from their eyes. At first I feel as if I'm seeing things, the rest of the hyungs are okay so shouldn't I be?

But after a few seconds I start to become panicked while letting reality set in.

"I'm right here!" I cry, this time words coming out but still no one can hear me.

"I should've held her tigher," Yoongi whimpers, hugging me to his chest.

"Hyung, we shouldn't touch her. That's what they say to do with people in car accidents because it could make their injuries worse," Namjoon attempts to rationalize things.

"...but she has no pulse," Yoongi whispers.

"Then give her CPR!" Jimin shouts.

"Wait, Stop, put her down," Namjoon carefully tugs Yoongi away from me.

I stare at my lifeless body, Namjoon checking my pulse wherever you can possibly detect one. The only relevant injury I can see on my body is the one on my head which is bloody.

"I don't want to die," I say, Namjoon suddenly shouting.

"SHE HAS A PULSE!"

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I was sorry for the cliché but then I just decided to embrace it so...

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