Taehyung POV:
Pacing from either side of the room, I was contemplating what had just happen with lots of heavy breathing and grunts. Jungkook ushered me to sit down yet I didn't want to. Danyal had randomly fainted and they think I can just sit down?!
"I need to check on her." I said. Jin hyung was alarmed by my words and said "Nononononono she needs to be in a quiet and peaceful environment, she needs rest, we don't don't know what happened to her, most of us don't even know what she looks like as you just ran into your bedroom with her in your arms and YOU don't know how to help her, you've only had her for a day!" His words cut me like a knife yet he was right, I didn't know much about her and she didn't know much about me! "SO WHAT I DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT HER, SHE IS HAPPY WITH ME AND SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS SHES PROBABLY SCARED IN MY ROOM!" I snapped. I never snap, everyone was shocked yet there wasn't all of them. "Wasn't Hoseok next to Jungkook?" Namjoon said. "For gods sake!" I sweared off running to my bedroom. That guy is older that me and yet he is supposed to be more mature. Wow big surprise, the door was open.
I entered the dark room (oh yes I did Muskan) to see that Hoseok was kneeling by the side of the bed, head resting on the side of his arms and just watching her sleep. Taehyung stood at the door, surprised at Hoseok's reaction to Danyal, usually he would've turned the lights on and given her a big bear hug and never let her go. Yet it was almost like he was different around her, at a state where only she could do this to him. Like a brother to a sister. Danyal was tossing and turning in the bed and Hoseok noticed that I was in the door. Instead of telling me to leave he gave me a hand gesture saying come over here. I slowly walked over to the side of the bed where he was and looked at Danyal's face it wasn't pale anymore, it was full of life and with tinted blush on either side of her face. "She's dreaming, you know?" Hoseok whispered,breaking the silence in half. "You said she was mute,right?" He asked. I nodded "When you speak with her she writes on a pad of paper from her tiny backpack." I replied. She began to shiver and toss and turn. Danyal's eyes widened as if she had woken from a terrible dream I reached out for her hand yet when I had touched it, it wasn't soft and warm. It was cold and rough. She was mouthing words with a blank stare to the ceiling, just like at the cafe. I lied on the bed next to her and pulled her towards me, she started to well up when she felt the beating of my heart through my chest. She was lost, a broken mirror in need of repair no matter how hard the job. She knew she was with me, these weren't tears of sadness or anxiety or even depression these were tears of comfort and safety. She soon started to daze off once more and held onto me, making it hard for me to leave. Feeling tired after all that stressing I too had soon started to fall asleep laying my head on top of hers and her head was resting against my shoulder.