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"You're awake. How do you feel?"

Bright lights surrounded the main rapper, making him squint and shield himself from it with his right hand. He looked around, and remembered why he was in the hospital.

He took in a sad breath.

"Fine."

"That's good. The surgery went well, no complications at all. In a few days we'll get your physical therapy started, and see how that goes. Until then, try not to move your shoulder too much. It's going to need a lot of time to rest."

"I know. I've discussed with my manager the time I'll be off. I know I'll be here a while."

"Yep..."

"I'll go get your doctor to explain more."

The nurse left for Yoongi's doctor, leaving the brown haird male alone. His entire left arm hurt more than before his surgery, leaving him to contiplate if he did the right thing.

What if it was too late already? What if there was nothing the worlds best surgeon could do?

Yoongi tried to sit up for his phone, but yelled in pain from his shoulder.

"F*ck."

And so he waited for his doctor to return.

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