(Y/n) POV:

"So how are you doing? How does it feel being back to work?" The interviewer, Hyunjae, asked as she leaned closer to the mic, raising her eyebrow slightly, "How's your relationship doing?"

It had been over a year since I had been out of the hospital, and finally gotten cleared to work from the physical therapist as well as my therapist.... Because truly ya girl was going through it.

"Well, it's great actually, it had gotten really tiring not being able to do what I love the most. It was really draining not being able to go and support the people I love as well; I had a lot of doctors' appointments and other things going on," Hyunjae hummed waving her hand for me to continue on, "So for me it was hard, most nights I ended up crying for hours because I felt so defeated. But I won the lottery when it came to my brother, and friends," I laughed going back to the memories I had made during my time off, healing trying to make myself better not only for me, but everyone around me. 

"So, was it hard when they would leave for tours?"

"Ah, yeah it was really difficult. Vernon would do the most though, after every concert or when he got off stage to do a quick change he would text or call to make sure I was okay. Jungkook would send me flowers on a daily basis, along with crates of Banana milk to make up for the fact he left," Hyunjae and I both chuckled, "But the 97' line group chat really split themselves up into "shifts" to check up on me," I took a sip of water as she sat there for a few seconds, I had a feeling she would re-ask a certain question. 

"How was Johnny during all of this? I'm sure it took a toll on your relationship," I had been avoiding this question since I announced that I was back in business, but you can't always run away from your problems; I guess it was time to face the elephant in the room.

"You know it did," I paused trying to find a way to sound nice, "It was really hard for Johnny, when I woke up, I had selective amnesia; and it ended up being that I had forgotten about him for at least 3 months before my memories of us came back. But by then, the damage was done," I smiled sadly as Hyunjae's smile faltered. 

"So, a week or so after I got out of the hospital, we sat down and had a heart to heart. We both decided that it was better to end things, and go our separate ways," That day still replayed in my mind over and over again. Neither of us wanted to leave, but after what happened it just tore us apart. We still loved each other, but it was never the same. 

"Oh no, I'm sorry," She frowned as she leaned back in her chair, obviously bummed by the news. 

"It's okay, we are actually still close friends, and we talk on the regular."

"I'm glad this didn't hurt your friendship in the end," Hyunjae put her hand on top of mine to try to comfort me. 

"You know I am too; we seem to get along very well, more than we did before actually. I'm truly blessed to say the least to still have him in my life," I smiled, patting her hand sympathetically. 

We ended up getting lost in a few more discussions, some about what I did during my break other than getting better. Which was basically help Bumzu and my brother write songs, Woozi would call every so often to get my opinion on some things. Even the song that they had dedicated to me, was brought up which ended up being a bittersweet thing. Which had all leaded to one more question.

"So, when is your comeback?"

I chuckled, "I'm not allowed to say anything, but let me just say you guys need to be ready," Hyunjae smiled at me, nodding her head. 

"Alright guys, this has been Hyunjae and (Y/n); Thank you guys for listening in, and we hope to see you at the MAMA awards. Here's 'fake love' by BTS," She hit a button, and the light cut off to signal that our mics were now cut. We quickly did a small hug before saying our goodbyes, my manager smiling at me as I walked out of the booth. 

"Good job in there," He handed me some banana milk and my phone as we continued to make our way out of the building. "Are you ready?" He asked looking at me worriedly, I had made a great friend out of my new manager, I talked to him about everything, which ended up being a nice change of pace. 

"I'm a little nervous, but I think I'm ready to kick some ass," The MAMA awards were coming around the corner, literally 2 days away and my nerves couldn't be worse. Yes, I had gotten cleared by my doctors to perform but that didn't mean anything, I could still get hurt. 

My manager hummed as he took a sip of his banana milk, a staple in our friendship if I might add, " You're going to do great, everything is in place and I've had our stage crew check the set and props a million times over," He smiled down at me, patting my shoulder, "I got your back," We hadn't worked for that long together, but he already knew how to comfort me. 

The rest of the walk to the car was silent, not an awkward one but a somewhat comforting one. Our conversations always ended like this; we both weren't the talkative type, so it worked out for the both of us. 

48 hours and counting.

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"Are you ready?" Jungkook asked as he took my hand into his, intertwining our fingers. My leg slightly bounced up and down as my anxiety started to kick in big time, Jungkook always seemed to notice. "Hey," He called out, putting his hand under my chin and lifting my head up so we could make eye contact, 

"I'll be with you, it's okay," He smiled, his thumbing rubbing my cheek. I nodded, patting his cheek lightly as I walked closer to the stage towards my manager, Jungkook following behind. 

I was up next, and my stomach couldn't be in worse condition; I was physically sick. Was I actually ready? I couldn't back out now, it was too late. We added Jungkook on last second to keep me at ease, but would it work? Would I fall? Would my voice crack? Oh god, hopefully I don't trip over air. 

"Next up, the show everyone has been waiting for; after a long hiatus, she is now back and better than ever. Please welcome (Y/n)!" The crowd went wild, even the stage slightly shook, which didn't help with my anxiety at all. 

"Hey," Su-Hyeok, my manager called, "All you have to do is look towards me, and we'll cut," Jungkook and Su-Hyeok both looked at each other then at me, concerned. I took a shaky breath and shook my head. 

"(Y/n), you're on!" The stage manager yelled as she ran over towards me, I shook all of my nerves out of my system as she ran over. Jungkook and I being taken separate ways, this was going to be a rollercoaster. 

The music for 'Euphoria' started playing, it was the only song that Jungkook and I could do so last minute, that was accepted by the award show. I had one of my original songs picked out for the both of us, but since it wasn't within 'standards' we had to go with Euphoria (Which isn't and will never be a bad choice).

Jungkook's voice rang through the speakers, and the spotlights went on him; if the fans weren't going ballistic before; they definitely were now. God he was so beautiful....

Wait

What?

He looked over to me, holding out his hand which was never in the plan, what the fuck is he doing? As he continued singing, I started to walk out on stage, a spotlight landing on me. The bridge before the chorus came up, and I started to sing with him. He ruffled my hair before giving his signature bunny smile, something he tended to do whenever we had sung together. 

As we continued through the song, my nerves completely vanished, and I didn't feel sick anymore. 

I was back. 

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"YOU DID IT!" Jungkook yelled as I finally made my way backstage, him pulling me into a hug spinning around as he picked me up. Him planting a kiss on my cheek as he put me back down on the ground. 

"Good job," Su-Hyeok smiled, handing me a bouquet of flowers; I smiled at the older male bringing him into a small hug. "We're really proud of you kid," Su-Hyeok started to tear up slightly, I chuckled at him as he excused himself for a minute. 

"NOONA!" A voice yelled from behind Jungkook, I looked over his shoulder to see Seventeen hustling their way towards us, oh right, they were performing after me. Jungkook stood to my side, him still smiling down at me as Dino engulfed me into a hug. 

"Let her go it's my turn!" Seungkwan sassed as he pried Dino off of me to give me a hug, the rest of the lining up or not even waiting to give me a hug as some of them did a small group hug. 

"Hey sis," Seungcheol smiled, kissing the top of my head, "I'm proud of you, congratulations," he pulled me into a hug, swaying back and forth as I rubbed his back. 

"I think you're forgetting I'm her actual brother," Yoongi snickered as he walked his way over to me, Seungcheol laughing as Seventeen greeted the rest of my brothers' group. Vernon and Jungkook talking away in the corner, as the others talked amongst themselves. 

Yoongi draped his arm over my shoulders, he didn't do any type of affection in public; wasn't his type of thing. He would show through words, or other actions to make sure I know how proud he is. But nothing ever stopped me from Jumping on his back or doing a sneak attack for a hug every now and then. 

"Korean BBQ tonight?" Seungcheol asked, the group roared in cheers. 

"Seventeen! Let's go!" The stage manager started to wave them over, they quickly bid their goodbyes as they started to follow the shorter lady to their spots. BTS and I stood there making small talk, Su-Hyeok joining in a few minutes later with a tear-stained face. 

Jungkook wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I looked up at him, smiling as he continued to immerse himself in the conversation. I rested my head on his shoulder, smiling. 

Everything was perfect. 

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Updated: Feb 12, 2023