"Your blood type is O+." The receptionist. My eyes widened, my tears streamed down my eyes. It was me. I was the one with the right blood type. "I need to give a litre of blood!" I shouted. The receptionist was shocked at my plea. "You cannot! A twelve year old like you will only have about half of your blood left!" She shouted

Ok so I searched this up and the average 12 year old has about 3 litres of blood yet it all depends on how heavy you are and I'm just basing Danyal as an average 12 year old so she will be left with about 2 litres of blood in her body? Anyways:

"I don't care! I need to save my brother!" My tears streamed down my face yet these weren't happy tears these were tears of sorrow and guilt. "PLEASE! I am the reason my brother is dying with a silent HEART MONITOR!" I screamed. She was really shocked this time. The next thing that happened felt unreal. "Ok, follow me..." the receptionist said.

Yoongi POV:
My daydreaming is getting more real by the day. Why did I have to remember that. No one needs to remember, not even me. Taking a left turn to now be facing the hospital everyone started to act very nervous in my crimson SUV as we drew nearer to the entrance, I felt as if I was walking with ghosts. They were so quiet as if they were hiding something from me. Or someone... We finally arrived at Jungkook's room and saw the door was ajar open. Peeking through, I couldn't believe my eyes. Jungkook's heart monitor was silent, and Danyal wasn't there, not even a single nurse.

Danyal POV:
Drip, drip, drip that's all I could hear. The fuzziness of my vision made hallucinations become reality. I could see mummy again and she wasn't disappointed with me. She was happy I was around, happy that I was alive and happy that I was whole. Struggling to turn my head to face the needle, I saw a big, expanding bag filling up with my thick, oozing blood. The bag stretched as far as it could until it was finally full, unfortunately I was extremely faint.

Jimin POV:
"We need to give a blood transplant or else he is going to properly die!" I shouted.
"We can't!" Taehyung started, tears streaming down his face. "None of is have the right blood type! We aren't allowed to give blood!" He wailed once more dropping to the floor. Yoongi in the corner of the room, wasn't there? Leaving the room, I decided to find where his mind made him wander off this time. Walking in various corridors, and through countless doors throughout the entire hospital, I finally saw that stupid mint green hair waving all over his face at a blood donor room. Stomping over to him, my red face crunched up and shouted "Min YOONGI!" His head lazily looked up staring at my eyes plainly for a moment and then dropped his head back down. "What the actual f-" I began until his slender figure move out of my way to see Danyal slumped on a wheelchair hung to life support. My face went paler than milk to see her in such a state. "She had the right blood type..." Yoongi said passing me bye with Danyal sleeping in her wheelchair and her short brown hair covering her face. She gave her blood for Jungkook...

Oh my goodness! That was hard to write because I am usually loose on ideas and with this story I am literally writing something and then publishing it just like that! Anyways do you think Danyal will survive? And do you think Danyal has noticed Yoongi from her past is Yoongi now?