>A/n : This chapter is a little depressing
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All the boys faces go pearl white, they never even thought about who she might stay with.
"It's okay I'll sleep on the sofa!" You resort to, but then was quickly stoped by Jin.
"No way, you with that damaged shoulder on a sofa? I don't think so." He firmly disagrees with you.
"but I can't let one of you sleep on the sofa, your all probably really tired and sore from all the performances...I don't mind sleeping on the sofa.." you shyly call out.
But the boys ignore your remark and begin to discuss which room you'll sleep in.
"I say she gets to choose, she's a guest and she might feel uncomfortable around one or two of us its better if she chooses" jimin claims.
All the boys nod in agreement and then turn to you.
"Y/n pick someone to share with you can switch through out the time off we have, but for today pick one of us" namjoon smiles kindly trying to not make you feel under pressure.
You give it a think, if you choose yoongi not only will you get a lie in but also no disturbance at all so you can sleep a comfortable sleep, however you move a lot so you'll probably make him angry, on the other hand jungkook or taehyung might be good but they'll honestly just prank you when you wake up.
You don't feel to sure about namjoon or Jin, you don't really see them as friends yet more like people you have to follow orders from.
Jimin or hoseok then, Jimin's tiny so they'll be lots of room but he does work a lot and you feel like he deserves a good rest, hoseok it is then.
"Um...I'll pick hoseok if that's okay with you...?" You quietly say.
Hoseok nods and small smiles. "That's fine with me."
------- hoseoks pov -------
She picked me? Of all people I though she would've chosen yoongi...since a lie in, alright...it does make me feel a bit better that she's picked me, hopefully it means she trusts me more than the rest of the boys, I hope that's the case.
"Okay well you can borrow some of my pjamas since your mum's dropping your stuff off tomorrow.." I say shyly, she nods and then follows me into my room.
I go over to my suit case and find us both pjamas but as I look up I just watch her as she looks around the room in astonishment, it's like she's never seen a room such a pretty as this, it's quite funny honestly.
"Here, I'll give you my pjamas since their the bt21 ones, though they might be a little big..., erm get changed in the bathroom and then I'll get changed in here. Okay?" I consider, she nods slowly and takes the pjamas off me before heading into the bathroom.
I quickly get dressed and begin to sort out my clothes in the closest.
----- your pov -----
You stare at yourself in the mirror, there's a huge bandage covering your right shoulder that wraps over and over a large patch that stops the bleeding from the stitches, you trace your hand over the bandage that wraps around your waist to your shoulder.
You can feel your eyes begin to fill up with tears and you watch in the mirror as they drop, trying to muffle your tears from hoseok, you quickly put the button up pjama shirt on and take your mind of the wound.
'It's going to leave a scar isn't it' you think to yourself, you sit on the toilet seat and wimper, you can still rember the fear in hoseoks eyes as he screams above your motionless body on the stage, you rember seeing your blood on his hands as he tries to help you onto the stretcher. You begin to not hold back your tears, your alone now and the doors locked so even if hoseoks did hear he couldn't get in.
Balling your eyes out you keep remembering your mother cry by your hospital bed and feel the tears tap against your skin, you rember the hurtful words some fans left on social media saying that they wish you died so the boys didn't cancel the tour, blaming you for saving hoseok, 'he didn't need to be saved he could've moved.' Is one specific sentence you recall and how horrible it is...
Your cries are no longer silent as you scream out in pain, you were never a pretty cryer and this shows it...you want to cry out, all the inconvenience caused to all those loving fans, and to the boys, you begin to blame yourself but you can't help but feel some sort of responsibility for causing so much trouble on everyone, the boys are all in pain and you can see it in their eyes, hurt and guilt, you never want to see them like that...ever.
A loud bang and shout disturb your thoughts.
"Y/N?! OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU, DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID!"
Your tears keep flowing down your face, you don't want to open the door...not yet anyways.
----- hobi's pov -----
Y/n is taking a while in the bathroom...I should go check on her, but as I begin to walk closer to the door I hear small muffled cries.
"She's crying.." I breathe out "please don't cry...It's not your fault...y/n"
She doesn't answer me and her cries become more troubled and louder.
I become scared when I hear her scream in pain.
"Oh God..." I bullet out my room and knock on the next one loudly.
"HELP!" I barge in and pushing open the door.
Taehyung is half dressed when hoseok barges into his room screaming help, "oi! What's wrong?!" He returns with a worried look.
"Y- y/n!! She's in pain! I can't get in please help!" I cry out, I watch tae slip on his top and dash past me into my room.
Quickly following him I see, namjoon dash down the stairs along with jimin and Jin following with worried looks, before I step into my room watching taehyung throw himself onto the door.
"Y/N OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU, DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID!" He wails out.
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OK so, I'll put a Lil warning at the top of this chapter saying it's a bit sad, but will you open the door? What's taetae gonna do?
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