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By now, quite a while has passed and Amelia still refuses to leave the hospital.
Yoongi knows he may not know the girl well, and he knows she clearly isn't on the best of terms with him for trying to make her leave, but he understands what it feels like to loose someone you care about.
And he believes that no one, absolutely no one, should have to go through that pain alone.
So, he called his friends for some help and now he Hoseok and Jin all stand quietly in the doorway of the hospital room Amelia resigned in.
"How long has she been like this?" Jin whispers, concern held in his eyes as he looks over the girl's crumpled form.
"Nearly an hour." Yoongi replies. "She won't listen to me..."
"No wonder it was taking you so long to get back." Hoseok mumbles. "Should've known something was up with the way she wanted to leave so suddenly..."
The men both agree with this statement as they continue watching over Amelia.
"It's my fault. If I wouldn't have kept her phone from her then she would've seen the messages in time..." Yoongi says, regret laced through his sorrowful tone.
His friends both look to him questioningly.
"We couldn't have possibly known." Jin says resting a hand on Yoongi's shoulder to try and reassure his bandmate. "It's no ones fault. Alright?"
Yoongi says nothing, his bottom lip being caught beneath his teeth as he just pushes off the doorway.
"I'm going to speak to one of the nurses, maybe they know something."
With that Yoongi disappears down the hall and leaves Hoseok and Jin looking at one another unsurely.
The two of them wear outfits very similar to Yoongi's. The others wanted to come along as well but it just wasn't a good idea.
Nine o'clock at night or not, the chances of the seven of them being spotted together was too risky.
So, Jin being the best driver of the group and Hoseok being the best at cheering up others decided they'd be the ones to come.
So here they are.
The two of them now stare at their friend of one day whose entire world has been completely flipped upside down.
Jin looks to Hoseok and lowers his glasses as his eyes gesture towards the open door.
Hoseok nods, closing the door as Jin takes off his mask and glasses completely and approaches Amelia's sniffling form.
Hoseok follows close behind, doing the exact same as Jin had.
"Amelia..." Jin whispers, doing his best to keep his voice soft and soothing as not to spook the shaken girl. "Let's get you up off of the floor hmm?"
Amelia doesn't answer the man beside her. In fact, she doesn't even look at him. Her eyes are trained to the white tiles she sits on as her tiny hands ball up the fabric of Namjoon's sweater.
She's practically shaking.
Hoseok and Jin share and uneasy look with one another before ultimately deciding to help her to the bed.
"Just a few steps, that's all it'll take okay?" Hoseok whispers, his hands gently grabbing Amelia's shoulders and helping her off the floor.
Jin follows, his hands hovering behind her back as the two men escort Amelia to the empty hospital bed.
"I-I'm not leaving..." Amelia whispers, continuing to stare at nothing but the floor even after she's sat down on the bed.
"That's fine." Hoseok says, his eyes gentle and kind. "No one's making you leave yet. Okay?"
Amelia nods, eyes refilling with tears as her heart begins to ache.
"Poor thing..." Jin whispers, opening his arms and pulling Amelia close.
She allows it, not even caring that she hardly knows these men and simply feeling grateful to have someone to lean on.
"Amelia, can I use your phone?" Hoseok asks, spotting the device abandoned on the floor. "I'll try and get a hold of your friend. See if she knows something."
Amelia shrugs, not caring about anything anymore and wanting nothing more than to go back in time and be here with her grandma.
Hoseok nods, a sympathetic expression resting on his features as he gets up and grabs the phone before putting back on his mask and glasses.
He decides to go out in the hall for the call and leaves Amelia and Jin alone in the hospital room.
Amelia sniffles, her eyes now red and puffy from all the crying she's been doing as she rests her tired head against Jin's chest.
"I'm sure she was a wonderful woman." Jin says, his voice still quiet.
Amelia can feel her emotions welling up inside her at the man's statement as she knows he's exactly right.
"She's was the best..." she whispers, her hands reaching around and grabbing at the fabric of Jin's t-shirt.
Jin sighs slightly, one of his hands resting at the small of Amelia's back as the other gently strokes her hair.
"Where's your jacket...?" Amelia mumbles after a few long minutes of silence.
"Hmm?"
"Your jacket." Amelia repeats, her hand now softly tugging at Jin's T-shirt as to put emphasis on the fact that he was without something warm around his body. "Where is it?"
"Oh, I didn't have time to grab one. I was to busy looking for the mask and such."
Amelia frowns at this, sitting up a bit and looking to Jin with a pitiful frown.
"I'm sorry." She says.
Jin can't help but acknowledge the sudden tugging sensation of his heart.
Amelia looks so soft in this moment. With her cheeks puffed out and flushed, her eyes glossy and round, and her nose irritated and red...she's the spitting image of a porcelain doll.
"You must be cold because of me." Amelia says, remembering the chilly temperatures outside and the uncomfortable draftiness in the hospital. "I'm sorry..."
"Stop apologizing." Jin says, his own lips now pouting. "I don't want to hear it."
With this Jin pulls Amelia back into her earlier spot in his arms.
"Just rest. Okay?"
Amelia nods, not knowing what else to do as she quickly grows accustom to the comfort that Jin's hug brings her.
That mixed with his sweet scent of brown sugar and coffee make for the equivalent of warm milk and a fuzzy blanket.
She's out in no time.
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A/n -
Woooow! I just posted the book and it's already at 100+ reads! I'm so thankful! I love you guys!
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