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•Jimin•

In that charged moment, the room held its breath as Jimin's genuine concern clashed with the nonchalant demeanor of Taehyung, Jungkook, and Nia. Jimin's eyes remained fixed on Y/n's collapsed form, a stark contrast to his companions' casual reactions.

Tension hung in the air, an unspoken exchange of worry passing between them as they grappled with Mr. Lee's weighty words. Even as the conversation shifted, the reminder of Y/n's condition cast a shadow of solemnity on their interactions.

Without delay, the four siblings headed to the hospital, surrounded by the sterile scent and the sound of machines beeping.

In the waiting area, the family huddled together, expressions a mix of concern and relief. Mr. Kim's eyes softened as he saw his missing children return, understanding Y/n's health took precedence.

Jimin stepped forward, his voice tinged with regret and worry. "We're sorry we weren't here earlier," he admitted, locking eyes with Yoongi before continuing. "How's Y/n doing?"

Mrs. Kim managed a faint smile, touched by their concern. "The doctors are looking after her."

Nia leaned in to whisper to Jungkook, a teasing tone in her voice. "Seeking attention, huh?" Jungkook and Taehyung nodded, seemingly in agreement.

As they waited, the atmosphere in the hospital kept shifting between moments of anxious anticipation and relief. Time passed in a haze, each tick of the clock a reminder of Y/n's fragile state.

Taehyung leaned against the wall, his carefree demeanor replaced with quiet contemplation. Jungkook fidgeted with his fingers, his gaze fixed on the floor as if lost in thought. Nia whispered a joke, eliciting a small smile from her siblings, a momentary respite from the tension. It felt like as if Y/n didn't meant anything to them.

Jimin, however, remained restless, worry etched on his face like a map of his emotions. He paced the room, occasionally glancing at the closed doors that separated them from Y/n. The rhythmic beeping of the machines provided a backdrop to their unease.

Mr. Kim approached them, a gentle hand resting on Jimin's shoulder. "She's strong, Jimin," he reassured, his voice carrying warmth that resonated with his children. "Y/n will pull through."

The words offered a sliver of comfort, a lifeline of hope in a moment when uncertainty threatened to drown them. Slowly, the seconds turned into minutes until finally, a doctor emerged, in white.

"Doctor, how's our daughter? Is she going to be okay?" Mrs. Kim asked with a hint of worry.

"I understand your concern. Your daughter's condition has stabilized," the doctor began, his words a soothing balm to their frayed nerves.

A collective sigh of relief swept through the room, a weight lifted from their shoulders. Jimin's grip on his worry seemed to loosen, his eyes reflecting gratitude and exhaustion.

"Oh, thank goodness! Can we see her?" Mr. Kim asked.

"Of course, she's resting now, but you can visit her briefly. She'll need time to recover fully. We'll continue to monitor her progress, but additional treatments aren't necessary at this time," the doctor answered.

"We can't thank you enough, doctor. We appreciate all your efforts in taking care of her," Namjoon spoke up, and the doctor responded with a smile.

"However, the wounds on her thighs reveal a distressing story of bullying," the doctor remarked, causing a shiver to ripple through Jungkook's body. Throughout the room, the family exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the gravity of the situation.

"Could you provide more details, Doctor?" Yoongi inquired.

"It appears that she was intentionally stabbed in the thigh with a fork, resulting in deep wounds that have become infected, ultimately leading to her current condition," the doctor elaborated.

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In the following days, the family gathered around Y/n's hospital bed, their presence a constant source of comfort. Flowers adorned the room, filling it with color and life, a stark contrast to the sterile surroundings.

Y/n's eyelids fluttered open, and a weak smile graced her lips as she saw her family gathered around her which she never expected though a few of her siblings where still not here to visit her. Their relief was palpable, the worry lines on their faces softening as they witnessed her conscious state.

"Hey, you're finally awake," Jimin said, his voice a mixture of relief and affection. The others echoed his sentiment with smiles and gentle greetings.

"How are you feeling?" Hoseok asked, his usual playfulness , though he didn't seem to like her but his hatred was replaced by genuine concern.

Y/n's voice was soft, but her gratitude shone through. "Better, thanks to all of you."

The days that followed were filled with quiet moments of support. The hospital room, once a place of tension, transformed into a space of healing and connection.

But someone was still envious over her condition, while some couldn't help but feel annoyed seeing Y/n happy.

Jimin along with Yoongi, Jin and Namjoon remained a constant pillar of support, their presence unwavering.

Yoongi was the first to offer a hand when Y/n needed help sitting up or a shoulder to lean on during physical therapy sessions. His genuine concern and care resonated with Y/n, strengthening their sibling connection.

Mr. Kim and Mrs. Kim were a steady presence as well, offering words of encouragement and ensuring Y/n's comfort. Their quiet strength served as a reminder that family stood together in times of need.

As Y/n's condition improved, the day arrived when she was finally discharged from the hospital.

Y/n's heart swelled with gratitude as she walked out of the hospital doors, the warmth of the sun on her skin feeling like a newfound lease on life. Her family surrounded her, beaming with pride and joy. The air was filled with a sense of triumph and relief, as they left behind the sterile environment that had once held uncertainty.

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