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"What do you mean we can't go in?" Jungkook spat at the slightly scared security guard trying to hold them out of the hospital. "Our friend is inside, you fucker. Let us in!"

"Jungkook, calm down. Let me handle this." Namjoon said pushing his shoulder lightly and coming near the guard to talk to him properly.

The others sat at the pavement to try and calm their nerves. Receiving a message from the Ripper, they flew their way to the hospital mentioned in the text. It turned out that Jeehin brought you to the hospital, but Bangtan doesn't know the detail about what really happened.

They were so angered when they learned what took place and they even started blaming themselves, especially Jimin and Yoongi who were supposed to be guarding you.

"Sir, I'm Namjoon Kim. (Full Name) is our close friend and we just want to see if she's okay. I know we may..." Namjoon trailed off, his eyes softening in embarrassment, "we may look like bad people but we are just genuinely worried about our friend. You can even escort us inside. Please.."

Jungkook snapped his head back at their direction, not liking the way his hyung is putting theirselves down.

"Hyung, why the fuck would it be their business about how we look? We fucking came here to see a friend. Just because we don't look presentable doesn't mean we're liars."

The security guard sighed in both annoyance and exhaustion.

"Sir, I repeat, unless you have a proof of some sort that you are related to the patient, you cannot enter. I am just doing my job. And our head suggested that you may cause havoc inside because you may scare people. We don't want that to happen."

They all clenched their fists at the statement.

Yoongi, who was trying so hard to stay calm the entire time, has his eyes start to dilate as his anger his slowly reaching its limit. How fucking dare them to judge us? Motherfuckers.

"(Name) is our friend." Hoseok tried helping in the situation. "Sir, why are you—"

His words were cut off by a soft, almost weak, voice from behind them.

"Excuse me but I heard my daughter's name from your conversation." The lady in blue dress said while tucking the escaped hair behind her ear. "Are you (Name)'s friends? The one she run to while she's away?"

Bangtan was stunned, couldn't believe that the person in front of them is one of the people you ran away from. They didn't know how to react. The woman represent you well, from her eyes to the gentleness of her voice.

"Yes, we are ma'am." Namjoon answered in the their place as he slightly bowed his head, the others following.

The woman smiled timidly before walking towards the guard to talk to him. Soon enough, they were already being ushered by the lady inside the hospital. Relief washed over their body as they felt thankful towards your mother.

Yoongi, who was slightly uncertain about everything that took place, watched the lady with his careful eyes. Something doesn't sit well inside him. Maybe because he didn't expect for your mother to be like what she is. He doesn't know what exactly he was expecting. That she would act... classy, snub and bitchy?

If your mother is like this, they why did you run away?

The lady talked to the lady in the assistance desk before she was leading them to a room at the second floor. It was silent in the elevator until they arrived at the desired floor, immediately walking to your room in a desperate pace.

Your mother was first to arrive and she pushed the door open, immediately breaking down at the sight of you. She cried as she walked near your bed, clasping your cold hand into hers.

"Oh honey, what happened to you?" She gasped before carressing the side of your cheek with a painful expression on her face.

The woman cried loudly and she kissed the back of your hand repeatedly, staring at your face in both longing and regret.

"I'm sorry (Name). This is my fault."

Bangtan stood still in the doorway, their heart heavy at the scene. Their anger for the Ripper immediately came back and they want nothing but to wipe the bastard off the face of the planet so he could no longer hurt you.

They fully entered the room one by one, silently sitting at the long bench attached to the wall, except Yoongi who insisted to stand by the doorway, his expression blank as he stared at you and your mother.

"(Name), I'm sorry mother couldn't protect you."

The woman continuously cried for a couple of minutes before she finally calmed down. She tried fixing herself before facing Bangtan with a tired look on her face.

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter all this time." Your mother bowed to express her gratefulness and Bangtan politely did the same. "(Name) can be such a pain sometimes, I'm sorry if she ever caused you trouble."

"It's alright, ma'am."

They exchanged smiles before Yoongi, who couldn't stand still with the million questions in his mind, spoke.

"I'm sorry but can we know the reason why she run away?"

Your mother froze, her smile disappearing. She looked down and closed her eyes before tears fell once again to her damped cheeks.

"It's my fault. It's both mine and my husband's fault." She started while trying to wipe her tears away. "We were never there for (Name) because we are so busy with work. Her father was a perfectionist, he has always had high expectations about (Name). She must've been pressured with school and her future. I couldn't be there for her as I was caught up with stress from my work. We neglected her. And so she run away."

Their hearts broke at the revealed information from your mother.

"If only I was there for her, she wouldn't have been like this. It's my fault. Now (Name) is angry at us. I bet she'll never forgive me. She'll never come back home again."

"Why didn't you find her then?" Yoongi further inquired, his face still devoid of any emotion. "If you were sorry, why didn't we hear a single word from you while she's away?"

The woman shied away from his intense stare before deciding to land it on your sleeping face.

"My husband has a reputation he has to keep." The lady furrowed her eyebrows like she was in pain. "He hates it when something gets out of hand. And to be honest, he was so mad when he heard (Name) run away. I begged him to look for her but he told me to leave it to him. But when I heard (Name) was taken here, I threw all the things in my hands and run here immediately."

Your mother covered her mouth and closed her eyes as tears started pouring out once again.

"Now that she's here, I'm not letting her go again. I will be here for her. Heck, I'll even quit my job so I could focus my attention to her."

Bangtan's heart swelled at that. Relief seemed to engulf their system until a sudden realization hit them like a truck.

Does that mean we won't see (Name) again?

The lady must've noticed their worried expressions as she smiled assuringly at them.

"Don't worry, you can visit (Name) when her father is not home. But I need your help to persuade her to come back. I beg of you."

They all shared glances, contemplating what your mother said. Now that they think of it, the proposition is a win-win. You will have your mother's care and they can still be your friend. Plus, there will no longer be an asshole a.k.a. the Ripper who will come after your life.

One by one, they started nodding in agreement. Seokjin smiled before meeting your mother's gaze.

"We'll try our best to make sure (Name) will be home soon."

Yoongi still remained still in his spot and just watched the event unfold in front of him. He tapped his foot on the ground as he try to shake away the weird feeling.

Something is not right. He thought while shifting his gaze from you, your mother, and his friends. This just seems too... good. Too perfect that it's scary.