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"JIMIN-AHHHH!"

It was Yoongi's yell. A muffled yell.

Jimin's lips parted in a groan. In the darkness of his bedroom, his eyes opened with a squint.

"Hyung!" he yelled out, laughing for Yoongi to calm down with the pounding at his bedroom door. "I still have another hour to sleep! It's 3 in the morning!"

"Come come! Hurry! You won't regret it!" The man was laughing and then there was laughter from others.

Jimin glanced over at his side. He looked at the emptiness of the bed next to him. His phone sat on the sheets and he was groggy as he sat up slowly, weakly and still tired. Taking the phone in his hand, Jimin looked at the time again and groaned in frustration.

There was another banging at his door. It was softer than Yoongi's. It was Taehyung. "Hurry hurry!"

Jimin laughed, his voice wavering as he pushed his phone into his joggers and stood up slowly.

"What is it?" he hollered back. "Why is everyone up so early?!"

"It's Y/N!" Jungkook's voice was no present as he slapped at the door louder than everyone combined.

Jimin's face fell. Smile gone. "W-What about her?" he asked loud.

"Come out! It's good news!"

Jimin didn't think twice. He ran in his joggers and loose shirt over towards the door to yank open. His eyes met the others that were gathered around the hallway. Namjoon finished a call on his phone, while the others were shocked and dancing around in excitement.

As he showed himself in the lit hallway, Jimin's sleepy form was swung out by Hoseok and Jin who started to pat his back and dance around with him. Jimin laughed out, "What? What's going on? What's the news on her?" Jimin wanted to know.

Namjoon smiled wide.

"Y/N's awake. She's alive, she's alive!"

Namjoon joined the others in a jump-fest of happiness.

Jimin's eyes were wide. They stung a little from sudden happiness and joy. Breathily chuckling, he felt slaps at his back and ruffling at his hair to cheer up and join them. Jimin blinked back his tears and gave into the happiness the other members felt in that moment.

Jimin danced around and jumped in happiness.

-

You wished to dance around and jump in happiness, but you couldn't as you sat glued to the hospital bed.

You did smile weakly. You smiled when seeing the joy and tears still at your mothers eyes since you had woke. Upright and sitting up after you drifted awake from your coma, you were checked out and assessed, and the doctors were amazed at the true miracle of your waking.

Your Mother was happy.
Jonah was happy.
You had seen Iniko at your bedside hugging you instantly. She was happy.

Everyone was thrilled to have you alive, breathing, and functioning, and you couldn't help but tiredly smile over them ambush you in hugs.

You were on the news.

There were waves and waves of crying fans on the outsides of the hospital, holding loving signs and shouting your name in a jingle with love. They didn't know you, but they came over to support your woken form because they had one thing in common with you...they were ARMYs.

You glanced away from the TV, staring over at your Mother who cooed sweetly for you to open your mouth. She was feeding your pudding the hospital provided, making you eat slowly and in fragments as you couldn't stomach much of anything as of right now.

You took the spoon in your mouth. You thanked your Mother and she nodded hastily before petting your hair and crying again.

You stared at Jonah who sat by your other side. His eyes were soft, and you smiled. "it wasn't your fault okay?" you said soft, moving your hand over his that was hesitant to touch you. "I can read your thoughts right now," you giggled, "It wasn't your fault so stop moping about it and give me a hug."

He breathily chuckled, starting to cry again. He hugged you.

You looked over his shoulder and at the girl that stood away, at a distance staring at you with tear full eyes. She was smiling, and you smiled back. You meant the smile, your eyes soft when staring over and extending your hand from Jonah's back out for her reach. Iniko looked at it. She giggled before rushing over and holding your hand.

They were all so happy. That made you happy.

You stared at their faces on last time.

"It's good to have you back, my baby is back." Your Mother kissed your head.

"Alright, alright, no need to be all cheesy and clingy," you mumbled out.

They looked at you awkward.

You laughed, "Just kidding, come hug me you all!" You waved your head back dramatic and held your arms out for them all to ambush you again.

They did, laughing. All bodies on the hospital bed and near you moving and holding them back.

Their laughter wasn't enough to zone out the television that spoke. There were news castors that spoke, the day of bright outside and the sun was out. They were smiling, and the fans started to scream and fangirl to no end. Someone was here, cars pulled up as well as security.

Your eyes were in awe, body shocked when seeing the faces the cameras caught coming out of the vehicles. Thankfully, it wasn't a tour bus that strolled through this time with a busy street of fans.

Everyone on the bed with you was shocked when staring at the screen.

Jonah's mouth swung open. "IT'S BANGTAN!" his fanboying voice drilled into your ear.

BTS was here.

-

Jimin moved with his head low as the security helped them get to the entrance safe of the fans, safe of the news anchors. They moved fast with their steps and managed to get into the hospital where faces of staff and patients were shocked of their presence as well.

They all nodded and waved politely at those who would greet them, but they moved fast to the Level. The level you were at. Level 3.

Everyone was smiling.

Jimin was smiling as well, his feet fast and eager to see you.

In front of the room door, BangPD was on the phone with Namjoon and a few of their managers that were out in the hallway. They were talking about the time here, and the others listened in. Jimin came in-and-out of the conversation as he was distracted.

All Jimin could focus on was the door to the bedroom that held you on the other side. His heart was beating from anxiousness, his clothing he wore on his clean and fresh body starting to soak up a little of his sweat he had while nervous in the car before. He shook his hands out before bringing them before him. Jimin held his hands together.

Namjoon smiled at the others as he finished his conversation. He nudged his head and knocked on the door. With that, he waited a few moments for your Mother to call for an entrance. Once permission was granted, they all moved in, one by one.

Standing in a line at the entrance, Jimin moved past their backs and was last to enter the room to look at you seated on the hospital bed. His eyes softened immediately when seeing you awake. His eyes watered in happiness again, but he maintained himself, just relieved in seeing you alive and well.

"Hi," Taehyung said, breathless as he spoke for everyone. This one boy didn't hold back. He was crying freely, completely affected by your story and state.

Jimin stared at Taehyung. Then he stared back at you. His anxiety from before washed away when seeing you smile, eyes excited when seeing the 7 boys before you.

"Hi," you said back breathless.

Jimin's heart raced at your voice. You were okay. She's okay. He smiled to himself.

Namjoon stepped forward first and the other's followed like confused puppies. Hoseok had his hand on Taehyung's back with a pat, trying to calm the boy down as they went to greet themselves to you one by one. Jimin watched, slowly walking towards your bedside with his breath held in his lungs.

Everyone finished, you giggled at them greeting you, making you laugh. Each one of them pasted and they made their impression. Your eyes were glowing from shock and happiness.

Jimin moved, the last one to come face-to-face with you.

The others stepped back, giving him space just as equally they had just taken it. They went on to greet the other three in the room, your Mother, a fanboying Jonah, and Iniko who was sweet and polite to the boy's coming out.

You stared over at Jimin. The last member.

Your heart fluttered. You smiled large.

Jimin smiled himself.

"Hi," your voice was a whisper.

Jimin nodded in a slight bow, his hand striking out for you to softly take. You did, you let your fingers trail past his palm and hug his hand in a formal shake. Your hand was shaking, and he squeezed it, soft and sweet with you. "Hi," Jimin sweetly proposed, great to see Bangtan's fan alive and well. "I'm Park Jimin."

Jimin greeted you like every other fan in his life.
You accepted his greeting like any other fan, with a fluttering fangirl heart.