I was standing so close to the stage I'm sure a few people could see me. I saw the wince in Jimin's face and knew something was wrong.

The final show had just come back from the mid break and they were performing a crowd favorite. I don't know exactly how it happened but Jimin was hurting.

The kind of communication that was able to happen on stage between the four of them was astonishing. Within moments of his wince, all three of the other members knew something was going wrong and they phased out of the choreography bouncing out into the edge of the stage.

Even Jimin was putting on a good face as he belted out his parts. His voice did not waiver, but there was no questioning it.

Something happened to his leg.

He wasn't putting any pressure on it. In fact he was hardly moving at all.

Jin was frantic and speaking into a mic as I watched my little brother start to lose the façade that everything was okay. I didn't even realize Namjoon was holding me back from running on stage until I was jerked back behind a curtain.

"Relax." He said in an annoyingly calm voice.

"What happened?" I asked. "He was fine just a few minutes ago."

"It's his leg." He replied. "It was hard to notice but he landed wrong when he came down from that last jump. He's done it before."

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked.

"He should be...it may take a bit for it to heal but it healed before it should heal again."

I nodded and he let me go now that he saw I was more calm. He left me where I was an as the music started to slow, I could see a team prepare on the side of the stage.

Once Jimin reached the they picked him up and Jimin let out a painful groan that made my heart clench.

"What is it?" One of the team member asked.

"My knee." He said, making my heart sink even more. "I landed and it popped."

The worry on his face made me think that maybe this wasn't the same injury he had before.

"We need to stall." One of them shouted, causing the rest of UNITE to come to the side as well. The lights were off and suspenseful music was playing as the crowd continued to cheer. The same one pulled out a syringe from a pack and pulled a medication through it.

"What is that?" I asked walking over to them.

"It's a steroid." Jimin responded. "It basically allows me to get through the rest of the show with less pain."

"That's crazy, you could make the injury worse."

"Are you sure about this Jimin?" Hoseok asked, kneeling down. "She's right, it could make it worse."

"It's the last night." He snapped. "I cant leave on a bad note now. I will have plenty of time after today to heal."

"If you're sure." Hoseok said, shooting a glance my way.

I felt torn. I wanted to fight him on this, tell him not to do it, but he's a grown man. He can make his own decisions and clearly this was something they had done before.

After a few minutes Jimin nodded to the medic and they helped him on his feet. He bent his knee and walked around, only wincing slightly.

"That will only last an hour." The medic told him.

"The show only has three songs left." Taehyung said helping Jimin steady. "You got this."

"Right." He agreed before turning to me. "Don't worry Noona I'm fine."

I nodded and gave him a hug before he went back out on stage.

As I stood there watching, it was like nothing happened at all. Jin walked up to me and I just couldn't shake the feeling I had.

"Namjoon said he's injured his leg before." I said to him.

"He has."

"Not his knee?" I asked.

"No." He said shaking his head as I turned to him. "Not his knee."

That made me feel sick, knee injuries are far more serious and it had my mind racing.

After the show had ended, Jimin was given another steroid shot to make it through their after show live. But once that was over, he was taken to a nearby hospital.

Jin went with him, but I couldn't. They already had lots of security going with them and I would draw more of a crowd if people saw me.

"They don't want the public to know when we get injured." Hoseok said as he sat down next to me. We were in my hotel room, on the couch that was in the front room as he handed me a water.

"Yeah I can see why." I replied. "I wouldn't want anyone to know where he is or that he's hurt."

"You're still worried though." He said, trailing his finger down my check before tucking my hair behind my ear. "I am too."

"Its his knee this time Hoseok. That's not the same injury he had before."

"I know but he was right earlier. He is going to have way more time to heal."

"When did you know Jimin to take the time to heal on anything."

"True but we will make him. He's going to be stubborn about it but with you here it will help."

I nodded and took a drink before I let out a sigh. I was tired. And last we heard from Jin they were keeping Jimin overnight.

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

"Will you?" I asked him.

He smiled and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Let me go change and shower and I'll be back."

I had gotten ready myself and made my way to my bed when the door opened.

We didn't say much. Just took our time to curl in bed and cuddle up together. He stroked my back as I slowly fell asleep in his arms. I was very grateful to him.

It turns out that Jimin tore his ACL. I was worried that he also damaged his MCL but thank God he did not. He had to wear a cast which he was not happy about, that went all the way up his leg and to his mid calf.

"How are you feeling?" I asked. We were back in the dorms and everything was settled.

"I hate this." He said, his eyes closed and his fists clenched.

"I would too." I told him. "But it could be worse."

"Nothing could be worse!" He shouted at me. "We have a schedule that I'm fucking up because of this. All because I landed wrong with is a stupid fucking mistake. We have practice, and music videos we need to complete, and I have 8 weeks of nothing. No practice. No promotions. No nothing. This is not just an 8 week set back, this is a 6 month set back! I cant even start physical therapy until this bullshit cast is off. This cant be worse Noona!"

It seemed as if both Hoseok and Taehyung could hear him because they came in just then to check on us.

"What's going on?"

"This cant be worse." Jimin mocked me as he went to stand up. Stubbornly he reached for his crutches and when Taehyung tried to help, he snapped again. "I CAN DO IT!" He shouted.

Just when he went to take a step, he was so angry that he wasn't balanced enough. He slipped and Taehyung ended up catching him before he could hit the ground.

I stayed quiet. I knew he was upset, and did not want to make it worse. Jimin rarely gets like this. So I wasn't too upset with him for snapping at me. I cant imagine what he's feeling or going through with this injury. He is a very dedicated man, and he just needs to feel his anger now so he can be more positive during his physical therapy.

Taehyung helped him in silence guiding him to his bedroom down the hall. I let out a low breath and moved to lay my head in my hand propped up on my knees.

"You alright?" Hoseok asked, sitting next to me and rubbing my back.

"Yeah." I replied lifting my head.

"He shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

"No, but I get it." I told him leaning back. "I cant imagine how he's feeling so he just needs to be allowed to be angry." There was a slight pause between us before I asked another question. "Does this really set you back 6 months?"

He leaned back with me and turned his head with a sad smile. "Yeah. But it's not as big of a deal as he thinks. We finished our tour and, yes we had a music video we were going to work on, but that was it. We have been so balls to the wall over the last few years, its about time we get a break anyway."

I nodded. "Have you ever seen Jimin like this?"

"When he doesn't eat." He replied. "But no, this anger is new."

"Its not often he gets this way from what I remember."

"What about you?" He asked pulling his arm from around me. "How did you enjoy the tour?"

"It was a lot of fun until the end. I was really worried about Jimin."

"We all were." He said. "But maybe this is his body's way of saying 'take a break'. You know. Besides we all could use a break. I know Jungkook is working on some solo stuff."

"What about you?"

He smirked. "I put out my solo stuff already. I am focusing on the group now."

Just then another thought came to mind. "What are you doing today?"

"Mmmm, I think Jin wanted to have a meeting with us later but other than that I don't have anything planned. I think everyone is trying to cool it for a while because of what happened." I gave him a big grin that then prompted his next question. "Why?"

"Well I have a few appointments today, that I'd really like some company on."

"Appointments?" He asked, his face confused. "For what?"