Uee's Pov

The past few days, I've been having my sessions. I learned quiet a lot, now I just have to get used to it. I learned how to cross a road with the white cane, the white cane helps guid you, it has a buzzer to inform you that something is near you so you don't run into it. I trust the white cane, I can't let go of it. The nurse who has been with recommended to get a dog. I took that consideration.

Some weeks passed, after my head injury was recovered and I have learned and passed all my sessions. I was going to get discharged today, I sat on the bes, surrounded in the dark once again that will always follow me. I want to get away from this darkness, it scares me, just thinking how alone I feel in this forever darkness. But then I started imagining the good happy times I had with Yoongi and my kids. Gwihan, running around the house, Jonghan sitting on the floor with toys sprawled around him and he cooes, Yoongi watching Gwihan run around, Holly chasing after Gwihan, and me sitting next to Yoongi as I rest my head on his shoulder.

I can see them, I see the colorful colors seep into the darkness, I don't feel isolated and alone anymore. I smiled while imagining these beautiful moments. I was so lost in my beautiful memories I didn't hear the door to my room open. A tiny body collided with mine, tiny arms wrapped around waist, "Mommy, we're picking you up." Gwihan said with excitement. I chuckle at her, "Yes you are." Yoongi came a set something down, "I'll pack your bags," he headed over to the closet and packed some stuff that in there. "Where's Jongjong?" I asked, "He's with grandma." Gwihan climed on the bed to sit on my lap.

I mumbled a soft oh, as I heard Yoongi shuffle here and there stuffing some things in a bag. After the packing Yoongi locked our fingers tightly as if I was going to run away. Gwihan held my left hand as we walked up to the reception to get my discharge. We headed home instead, "what about Jonghan?" I asked sitting in the passenger as Yoongi drove. "Mom and dad will drop him off later." I nodded my head, shifting my head towards the window. I wish could see the cars passing by, the tall buildings pass and see people walking with various different types of clothing article. I heaved a small sigh, leaning my head back with no hope.

Yoongi parked his car and helped me out of the car, I imagine the house, big and beautiful, the path that leads to the house surrounded by flowers I planted when I'm bored. I saw it all paint in my head, I remember the path that leads to the house. I didn't have much trouble, as Yoongi unlocked the front door and we walked in taking our shoes off. "SURPRISE!" I jumped at the loud sudden booming of voices, popping sounds played in my ear. I just stood frozen confused and yes surprised. What did it look like? The surprise thing they prepared what did it look like?

Did it have a banner that said 'welcome back' with various colors of orange, blue, green, pink, red, and yellow. The popping sounds, we're they confetti? I didn't move, upset that I can't see who was here, how the surprise looked. How happy everyone was to welcome me back. I felt my eyes burn, tears welling up in my eyes and started bawling my eyes out. I was not crying tears of joy, I was crying tears of saddness and frustration. I cover my face crying hearing my loud sobs slip away. Everyone sensed I was not crying tears of joy. Everyone came to hug me, giving me encouragements, "It's going to be okay," "hang in there, and be strong, you have a lot of people by your side." "It's going to take time, but you'll get through it." "Need anything, call me anytime."

These words strike me in the heart, this is going to be hard, really hard. A warm muscled body came to engulf me in a hug that I missed very much. The sexy masculine cologne that burned my nose told me it was Yoongi. I buried my face into his chest crying as he hused. "Why?" I mumbled softly, "I can't see, so why bother?" My voice cracked. "To let you know that everyone here is going to be by your side. To let you know that you will not go through this alone. Your pain is mine, Uee. Husband and wife share their pain when one is going through a tough time." Yoongi hugged me close, stroking the back of my hair once and twice.

I hugged him tighter, burying my face in his chest. He pulled away taking my hand and led me to the living room. Soft music played in the background while people chatted, Yoongi sits next to me holding my hand in reassurance to let me know 'I'm here'. "Who is all here?" I asked Yoongi quietly. "Namjoon, choohee, Jooyoung, Jimin, Jin, Jungkook, my parents, your parents, security choi, and security kim they're all here." A small smile plastered on my face. "I forgot to tell you, the police investigated what happened at the anniversary." Our knees touched, our hand still together tightly locked as if there's no tomorrow. "What did they say?" I waited. "That one of the screws came off, but they couldn't find the screw. They said it was an accident." Yoongi explained his voice low.

"But, I made sure everything was right. I even double checked." I shook my head, "It doesn't feel right," I mumbled furrowing my brows. "I know, I feel that way too." Yoongi softly said, leaning back on the couch. Is he thinking who I'm thinking? "Will the police investigated deeper? It doesn't feel right." Yoongi stayed still, he sat up straight, "I know who you're thinking, but I don't think they will, because it was an accident." A sigh escaped my mouth.

"I don't think I can work with you now." I put my head down, my hair falling in my face. Warm fingers, brush my hair behind my ear, "it's pointless now that I'm blind, I'll just carry everyone down." Yoongi used his index finger and thumb, placed it under chin and turned my head towards him. Although, I can't see, I can imagine his handsome features coming to life in this dark isolated part of me. The way he looks when he admires me, his small lips forming into a small smile, his white pale skin, his black hair styled. "I'll find someone," he shortly said in a whisper. I smile a bit, "Thank you."

"Okay love birds, you know we are here too! The whole time we've been listening and watching this whole drama scene, it's making me cringe." Jin bursted in. Yoongi ignore Jin, and leaned to kiss me slowly. I heard Jin gag, "Ugh you two are so damn gross." Yoongi pulled away as we laughed. "Someone is lonely." Namjoon snickered, earning a punch from Jin. "OW! Hyung!" Namjoon's cracking voice shouted throughout the house. We all laughed at them.

"Jin, stop punching him!" I heard a hard smack, Choohee must have slapped him. I chuckled, as the same warm hands cupped my face, "We'll get through this." Yoongi slid his hand down to my stomach, I felt touched. Remembering about the baby, I smiled nodding my head. I'm going to keep you safe, I promised Yoongmin to keep you. I placed my hand over Yoongi's and set my head on his shoulder.

What can possibly go wrong?

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TBC!

Update!! But some real stuff is going to happen y'all. Now remember the title is Mr. Jack Frost. Yoongi is going to turn cold.

The last book he was too nice, but here he's going to turn cold. Just wait for the next updates.