A/N: Do my lovelies like it when I put the title of the chapter first? Instead of writing chapter 1 or 2? If you do I can start doing it. Just let me know!

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Yoongi's Pov

Yukiko's mom and I are outside of the operating room waiting for the surgery to be over. I held Yukiko's phone in my hand, she waited for Namjoon's text since this morning and he didn't reply. I don't feel bad about Namjoon not texting her, but I hate to see Yukiko hurt because it isn't me that wants to wait. I felt angry at myself and at Namjoon, I squeezed the phone in my hand in anger and annoyance.

The phone buzzed as I saw Namjoon's name pop up on Yukiko's phone. 'Yuki, I'm sorry something came up this morning at the company and I didn't have time to reply or come yesterday.' I stared at the text message wanting to delete it. I contemplated if I should delete the text, I hesitated bringing my thumb back. Seeing Namjoon's name I deleted the text.

My phone buzzed as I was getting it out, it was Namjoon calling. I rolled my eyes answering the call, "What," I said with no intrest. "Hyung are you at the hospital?" Namjoon's voice shook a bit, "If I said no." I leaned against the wall crossing my legs, and looked at my nails like a bitch. Namjoon sighed over the phone, "Hyung please," Namjoon pled. I sighed giving in, "Fine, we're at the hospital I'll come meet you at the front." I uncrossed my leg and hung up on him.

Hours passed finally and Yukiko's operation was over, bringing her to her room. "Mrs. Tsuneko you should rest," I told Yukiko's mom as her face showed exhaustion. She seemed unsure but nodded her head. Mrs. Tsuneko quickly fell asleep on the sofa in the room, as I sat next to Yukiko caressing her head watching her sleep. I waited all day for Namjoon to come but did he come? No. I thought he was coming today, night fell quickly, "You should go home and rest. Thank you for staying by Yuki's side." Mrs. Tsuneko set her hands on my shoulder. I bowed and got up to leave.

When I got to the dorm Jungkook and Taehyung saw me enter the dorm, "Hyung, how is Yukiko?" Jungkook was the first to ask, "The surgery went well, she's just sleeping." I was about to walk in but remembered that Namjoon didn't show up. "Where's Namjoon?" I asked, "Oh he's still at the company," Taehyung scratched his head. I went back to put on my shoes, "Hyung where are you going?" Jungkook and Taehyung stood up. "To the company," I left the dorm quickly getting a cab to the company.

The other two boys looked at each other worried but shrugged it off. It happened to have rain today, the rain lightly hit against the window. Yoongi finally made it to the company as he walked in on Namjoon, who sat in his chair in front of the keyboard. I tighten my grips on the door knob, stomping over to Namjoon. "Why didn't you come!" I stood in front of him, his face looking out in space. He slowly averted his eyes to look at me, in the most miserable way I have seen. "I waited for you to come all day," Namjoon looked away turning his head the other way, "Not only was I the only waiting but Yukiko was."

Namjoon turn to look at me again, seeing the guilt in his eyes. "Did you even see her text?" I questioned with no reply from Namjoon. Namjoon leaving me in silence boiled my blood in frustration, "Talk to me!" Namjoon finally looked into my eyes sternly and firmly. "Yes, yes I saw her text, but I never said I was coming today. I only asked if you were still at the hospotal." "Then why didn't you reply?" Namjoon clenched his jaw, "It's your turn," he looked away.

"What?" I squint my eyes at him, "I'm sharing her with you dumbass, we're going to be busy and I don't have time for her." I scoff with a laugh, "So that's it? You're not going to fight for her?" I chuckle, "You're pathetic," Namjoon didn't look at me, "That makes things easier for me then," I smiled crookedly. "You should visit her one last time." I patted Namjoon's back and left the studio.

Namjoon hated himself for giving up so easily, but he didn't want to get in anymore fights with Yoongi and break their friendship. Although Namjoon really likes Yukiko, he had to give her up for Yoongi.

The next day Yukiko woke up from her sleep, feeling horrible after the surgery. She saw a blur white coat next to her trying to see clearly, "Ah Miss Tsuneko, just in time to wake up." Dr. Kim welcomed Yukiko with a smile. "Don't try talking yet, your throat will recover within seven to ten days or maybe two weeks." Yukiko nodded her head understanding.

Yukiko's Pov

Dr. Kim left the room as mom stood next to me, "I guess you're back to being silent again," mom laughed making me smile trying hard not to hurt my vocal chord by laughing. I could tell she didn't get enough sleep, her dark circles were visible enough to say she didn't sleep. I touched mom's face, "Don't worry, I got some sleep thanks to your friend," I smiled, 'Namjoon?' I mouthed feeling my lips curl up. Mom shook her head, "Yoongi," at the mention of a different name besides Namjoon, my smile slowly faded.

I looked for a notepad and a pen, 'Did Namjoon visit yesterday?' I showed mom the notepad, she shook her head again. 'What about a text message?' Mom shook her head again. I sunk back down against the bed disappointed, why didn't he come? There was a knock at the door leaving high hopes for Namjoon to show up, I sat up seeing Yoongi with four other boys.

"YUKIKO!" Hoseok jumped and ran towards me engulfing me in a giant hug. I silently chuckle hugging Hoseok, "Are you okay?" Hoseok pulled away examining me making me chuckle silently as I nod my head. "Move, I want to hug Yukiko too," Taehyung shoved Hoseok to the side and hugged me. "Feel better?" I nod my head with a smile. Jimin and Jungkook waved at me, I looked at Yoongi as he read my eyes.

His lips pursed and shook his head, I sighed he didn't come today. Mom went back home to rest as the boys stayed back to accompany me, "Since you won't be able to talk we learned some sign language," Jungkook came and sat on the bed. He showed me some hand motion, "Pabo, you're doing it wrong," Jimin did a hand motion, "Yah, that's still the same!" Jungkook scolded, Jimin, "No it's not, you're motion is too big it has to be smaller," Jungkook shook his head like a little kid, "No it's the same shorty."

Jimin groaned, "I thought I told you not to call me shorty, I am older than you, I'm your hyung!" Jimin pointed to himself. I watched the two boys bicker, "Stop bickering, Yukiko hasn't completely lost her voice." Yoongi was done with the boy's bickering. I chuckled silently, the boys kept fooling around dancing in the big space of the room. They showed me their debut dance and sang to me. I was impressed how well they could dance and sing, especially Jungkook's voice. And I forgot to mention, Yoongi's rapping was really good.

Mom came back with Dr. Kim a couple of hours later, "Miss Tsuneko I believe you are discharged and can head home today. If anything goes wrong just give me a call or come back to the hospital." I smiled and bowed thanking Dr. Kim. "I guess you're going home," mom went ahead and started packing my stuff. "We should help," Jimin offered. I shook my head trying to tell them 'no it's okay.'

I went home feeling comfortable again. I missed school as I had to stay home for recovery. It's been five days since I last saw or heard from Namjoon. Yoongi has been visiting me home after school, and we often play on the piano together. Yoongi would bring the boys along which makes the house a full house with loud noises and fun. It was finally the first day of the weekends, I was able to talk a little sounding really hoarse. "Mom, I'm going to the park," my hoarse voice cracked. "Oh alright, come home before dinner." I hugged mom quickly before heading out.

I walked to the park trying to hum a tune with a very hoarse voice. I made it to the park sitting down on the swings, pushing myself back and forth. "Yuki?" The voice I haven't heard for a week, made me stop swinging. I bit the inside of my lip gripping the chains of the swings. "Yuki," everytime he called my name, I felt my eyes sting. Namjoon walked from behind to the front, I watched him walk in front of me.

I felt tear drops escape feeling the rush of anger, disappointment, and relief and joy come over me. I jumped off the swings walking the opposite direction, "Yuki, wait." Namjoon called grabbing my wrist, I wiped my tears with my other hand. "Why should I wait?" I try to sound like I'm not crying, and my hoarse voice is helping, making me sound like a dying person. "I w-waited for you the whole week... and you decide to just pop up?" I couldn't raise my voice, the scratchy feeling itched my throat.

"I'm sorry, I really am." I felt more tears come down, "I... I waited for you, did you know that?" My tears fell nonstop like an endless waterfall. "I know, I'm sorry." "Oh do you?" My voice cracked even more. "If you knew... then you shouldn't make me wait," I pulled my wrist back, walking away. Namjoon was quick to pull me back into his chest and embraced me in his arm.

Feeling his warmth and his warm minty scent brought tears in my eyes again. "I hate you.... I hate you." I mumbled in his chest feeling him tighten his arms around me. "I waited so long for your replies." I cried with my voice cracked and hoarse. "I know." He cooed hugging my head into his chest. "I waited..." I repeated.

"Sorry, I'm late."

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TBC!

School was cancelled today because our main water pipe broke. Also, today felt like 80°C and now a thunder storm is happening.

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