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Inside, Lee Jong Suk laid Y/N gently on the examination bed, his eyes never leaving her as medical personnel rushed to her side. The air inside was tense, filled with the sound of rapid footsteps and hushed voices. A nurse quickly assessed Y/N's condition, noting the blood still trickling from her nose, her exhaustion, and the deep marks of previous injuries.

"I need to rebandage these wounds," the nurse muttered, moving quickly to get supplies.

Lee Jong Suk stood close by, his arms crossed, barely able to keep still. His gaze was fixed on Y/N, the worry in his eyes barely concealed. He refused to leave her side, even though it was clear he was desperate to do something, anything, to help. His hand hovered over her for a moment before he pulled it back, not wanting to overwhelm her with his presence but unwilling to step too far away.

Suddenly, one of the nurses turned to him, her tone professional but firm. "We need to remove her clothing to check for any internal injuries. You'll have to step outside."

Lee Jong Suk hesitated for a moment, his jaw tightening as he glanced down at Y/N, his hands twitching as if unwilling to let go. But with a slow nod, he stepped back, reluctantly turning away and exiting the room.

As he walked out, the group waiting outside immediately noticed the state he was in. His shirt, once clean, was now soaked with Y/N's blood, the crimson stains spreading across his chest and down his sleeves. His hands, too, were smeared with blood, trembling slightly as he finally stopped to stand with the others.

The sight made the atmosphere grow even heavier. RM, Suga, Jin, Hobi, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin all exchanged glances, their worry etched deep into their faces. None of them spoke at first, unsure of what to say. It was clear that Lee Jong Suk was holding himself together by a thread, his worry for Y/N consuming him entirely.

Minho stood a little apart from the others, his gaze fixed on the ground. His usual calm demeanor seemed to falter as he clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to steady himself. He had stayed silent the entire time, but the tension in his posture revealed the turmoil he was trying to suppress.

Jungkook finally broke the silence, his voice soft yet heavy with concern. "Is she...?"

Lee Jong Suk shook his head, his expression hardening as if to push back the overwhelming emotions threatening to spill over. "They're checking her now," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

The group fell silent again, each of them grappling with their own worry. They all shared the same unspoken thought: Y/N had to be okay. But as they stood there, the sight of Lee Jong Suk's blood-stained clothes served as a stark reminder of how close the situation had come to something worse.

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As they stood there, each second felt like an hour. The tense silence was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance. The group turned, their eyes narrowing as three figures came into view-Suho, Sehun, and Kai. News of the newcomers and Y/N's condition had reached them, and they had rushed over immediately.

Sehun was in the lead, his worry etched into his expression. His steps faltered for a moment as his gaze flickered to Suga and Hobi, lingering briefly before his focus returned to Lee Jong Suk. Without hesitation, he quickened his pace again, coming to a stop in front of the bloodied man.

The rest of the group-RM, Jin, Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung-watched the newcomers closely. While they only recognized Kai and Suho from a brief encounter at Y/N's base, their mutual worry for her erased any tension. Suga and Hobi, however, knew Sehun from their past. But neither said a word about it now; their priority was Y/N's condition.

Sehun's voice was urgent as he addressed Lee Jong Suk and Minho, his eyes darting between the two. "What happened? How bad is it?"

Lee Jong Suk's hands curled into fists at his sides, the blood on his shirt still stark against the fabric. His jaw tightened, his voice low and heavy with emotion. "She's inside... they're treating her. She was losing blood fast."

Minho, still standing silently to the side, finally spoke up, his tone strained. "We don't know the extent yet. She passed out on the way here."

Kai and Suho exchanged a quick glance, their own worry evident as they turned back to the others. "What can we do?" Suho asked, his calm demeanor barely masking the tension in his voice.

RM stepped forward, shaking his head. "There's nothing we can do right now. The medical staff is handling it."

Kai's fists clenched, frustration evident in his stance. "She's strong," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. "She'll pull through."

Despite the attempts at reassurance, the heaviness in the air remained. Sehun, his worry showing in the way his shoulders slumped slightly, kept glancing at the medical facility door, as though willing it to open. The others stood nearby, their quiet presence a reflection of their shared hope and fear.

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The silence outside the medical facility was palpable, each person standing with their thoughts and fears. Jiwoo and IU had arrived as well, standing off to the side with the others, but now Jiwoo stepped forward, her concern written all over her face. Her gaze locked onto Jimin as she approached him. "What happened out there? Why did Y/N become unconscious?" she asked, her voice soft but filled with urgency.

Jimin's eyes flickered briefly to the hyung line-RM, Suga, Hobi, and Jin-perhaps seeking permission or hoping they would step in. He felt torn, unsure of how much to share or how to explain the situation without revealing too much. The worry in his eyes mirrored everyone else's.

It was RM who stepped forward, his expression grim, as he addressed Jiwoo. "Yesterday evening, her nose started bleeding. She almost became half unconscious. Someone Y/N knew found us and told us she needed medical treatment. She had pushed herself beyond her limits. Took us to where Minho hyung and Lee Jong Suk hyung found us," RM explained, his voice steady, though the strain was evident. "But as you know, Y/N-there was this herd, and in it, two Goliaths. Two of them. She took them all down. Didn't go near them-just her short gun and bow and arrows. But Orion stumbled on something, and Y/N fell right in the middle of it. Still, she didn't stop."

Jin and Hobi both nodded in agreement, their voices cutting through the air. "She wouldn't rest. Told us she needed to check the cast ahead from the high vantage point," Jin added. "And we couldn't stop her. You know how she is."

RM gave a deep sigh before continuing. "We were far from her. But she told us we couldn't deny her this mission, so we let her keep going."

The others, listening intently, knew all too well just how stubborn Y/N could be. Her determination, often reckless, was both a strength and a source of constant concern. The group fell into silence once more, each person reflecting on the heavy toll Y/N had placed on herself. No one was willing to say it aloud, but it was clear they all felt helpless.

Some sighed, the frustration and worry hanging in the air, wishing she could just be fine already. Each moment dragged on, and the uncertainty of what would happen next weighed heavily on them all.

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The tension in the air was thick as the door to the medical area finally opened, after what felt like an eternity. A nurse stepped out, startled by the number of people standing in the hallway. She paused for a moment, eyes wide, before Sehun swiftly moved forward, leading the group. Lee Jong Suk, still covered in dried blood from Y/N, stood just beside him, his focus unwavering. Despite the bloodstains, he didn't seem to care in the slightest; his only concern was Y/N.

The nurse quickly recovered from her surprise and spoke, her voice calming. "She's stable now. Just pushed herself too hard, beyond her limits. She's sleeping at the moment. Please make sure she doesn't push herself like that again."

A collective sigh of relief passed through the group, but Lee Jong Suk was the first to speak, his voice tight with worry. "Can we go inside now?" he asked, his gaze not leaving the nurse.

The nurse nodded and stepped aside, granting them permission. "She's on the ground floor. It's not much, but it's the best we can do."

The building was far from a traditional hospital; it had once been a house, but had been converted into a makeshift clinic. The living room had been turned into a room with beds for the less critically injured, while another space served as an operation room for those with severe injuries. Medical supplies were stored in rooms, and the upstairs was used for the medical staff's offices and storage. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than nothing in this world.

The group followed Lee Jong Suk's lead as he moved through the facility, past the makeshift beds and medical rooms. RM, Suga, Taehyung, Jin, Jimin, Jungkook, and Hobi took a moment to look around, silently admiring the ingenuity that had gone into making the best of a bad situation. They appreciated it in their minds but knew that for now, their focus had to be on Y/N.

Lee Jong Suk led them to a separate room on the ground floor, where Y/N was resting. The sight of her, pale and exhausted but stable, brought a quiet relief to the group. The air felt a little less suffocating as they stepped inside, the weight of the past few hours finally starting to lift, though worry still lingered in their hearts. They stood in the doorway for a moment, gazing at her, unsure whether to speak or just let her sleep.

Y/N lay in the center of the bed, her body still and her breathing even, connected to an IV that dripped steadily. Her face was peaceful, the calmness in her expression easing the tension that had settled in the room. The moment the group entered, Sehun and Lee Jong Suk positioned themselves by the bed, each taking one side, while Minho stood in the corner, his presence quiet but supportive. Suho and Kai were behind Sehun, while the rest of the group scattered around the room, trying to give everyone space.

As the sound of footsteps echoed in the room, Y/N's eyes fluttered open. In an instant, Lee Jong Suk's hand tightened around hers, the one not connected to the IV, a silent gesture to reassure her to stay calm. She blinked, taking in her surroundings. As her gaze traveled over the group, it stopped when it met Sehun's eyes. Without hesitation, he moved closer and pulled her into a tight hug.

Y/N gasped slightly from the sudden pressure, her face flushed with surprise. Suho's voice came from behind them, light but teasing. "Sehun, you're choking her."

Sehun didn't release her, but Y/N gave a soft wave of her hand, signaling that it was fine. Her voice, though soft, held a playful tone. "Sehun, did you miss me this much? You're going to break my ribs."

Sehun's grip loosened just enough for her to breathe easier, but his concern was still evident in the way he held her. The room fell quiet as everyone watched, a mix of relief and amusement in the air. Y/N's teasing remark only made Sehun's expression soften, but his worry hadn't fully subsided.

"I'm just glad you're okay," he murmured, his voice low, though the tension in his body didn't entirely ease.

Y/N smiled weakly, her gaze softening as she met his eyes. "I'm fine... just a little tired," she replied, though her smile faded slightly when she noticed the concerned faces around her. "But you all look like you've seen a ghost."

Lee Jong Suk, still standing by her side, squeezed her hand once more, and the others began to relax as well, knowing she was awake and stable. The room's energy shifted, from heavy worry to a lighter, more comfortable silence.

Sehun, not wanting to leave Y/N's side, remained firmly by her, his arms still wrapped around her as if afraid to let go. Lee Jong Suk, seeing Sehun's reluctance, walked over and gently hugged Sehun from behind, offering a small, comforting pat to Y/N's head.

Y/N, still feeling the weight of exhaustion but enjoying the warmth of the moment, teased them both. "Look at you two, all concerned and dramatic," she said with a playful grin.

Sehun, after a long pause, finally spoke, his voice soft yet serious. "If you weren't lying here like this, I'd slap you for pushing yourself so hard," he said, the frustration in his words softened by the tenderness of his grip.

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes warm. "You still care, huh?" she teased, reaching up to hug him tighter, her tone still light but touched by his concern.

Lee Jong Suk, still standing behind Sehun, chuckled at the exchange. "You're lucky you're in this condition," he said with a grin. "Otherwise, I'd be slapping you too."

Y/N laughed weakly, her exhaustion blending with the affection she felt. "Yeah, yeah, I know you would," she teased, feeling both the weight of the moment and the lightness of their concern.

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Sehun, still irritated, shook his head and started pacing back and forth. "I can't believe you, Y/N," he began, his voice sharp. "You should've asked for help when you needed it, but no- you always have to do everything on your own, acting like some kind of hero. What were you thinking, pushing yourself this hard?" He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to rein in his frustration.

Y/N, still sitting on the bed, looked down, her hands trembling. She didn't respond, but the guilt of seeing Sehun so upset gnawed at her. She knew he cared, but his words were cutting, even though they came from a place of concern.

Sehun continued, voice rising, "Look at yourself now. You're lying here, barely conscious, and for what? To prove something? You're not invincible, Y/N. You're not some superhero. You've been pushing yourself like this since the beginning, and I'm just... I'm done with it. You can't keep doing this."

Y/N tried to speak, but Sehun wasn't done. He took a few more steps back, his tone harsh but full of worry. "I'm not going to talk to you. You're impossible. Maybe next time, you'll listen to me and ask for help before you kill yourself doing this."

With that, he turned to walk away, muttering under his breath, "I'm not talking to you anymore."

But Y/N, her mind a fog, couldn't stay still. Without thinking clearly, she moved toward Sehun, her steps shaky and uncoordinated. The dizziness from her earlier exhaustion hit hard, and she barely noticed the IV still connected to her hand. Before anyone could react, she collapsed to the floor with a thud.

Kai was the first to reach her, his hands steady as he caught her before she hit the floor. The IV stand fell to the side, blood dripping from where the needle had come loose. But Y/N's focus wasn't on the blood or the pain-her eyes locked onto Sehun, still blurry from the dizziness. Her only thought was of him.

Sehun's heart dropped as he heard the thud of her falling, his anger vanishing instantly. He rushed over, his eyes wide with panic as he saw Y/N on the floor, her eyes glossy with dizziness. Without thinking, he pulled her into a tight embrace, his hands shaking slightly as he helped her back into the bed.

"Relax, okay? I'm not leaving you," Sehun said, his voice low but full of concern as he gently laid her down again. He swallowed hard, trying to regain some composure but failing as he looked at her weakened state.

The others watched quietly from a distance, each of them feeling the weight of the moment. There were no words-only the shared understanding of how much Y/N meant to them and how, even in the midst of all the chaos, they were there for her.

Sehun gently cradled Y/N in his arms, his voice soothing as he spoke softly to her, "Sleep, okay? I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Just rest." His tone was low, filled with a mix of tenderness and a quiet reassurance that he wouldn't leave her side.

Y/N, her body still trembling from the exhaustion and the ordeal she'd gone through, slowly allowed herself to relax. Her hands, weak but instinctively seeking comfort, shifted slightly around him, resting gently on his chest. It didn't take long for her to fall into a deep slumber, her breathing evening out as she sought the security she had been craving-Sehun's presence.

Tae, standing beside Jimin, glanced at Y/N in surprise, noticing how quickly she fell asleep, as if she had been waiting for this moment all along. "She's asleep already?" he muttered under his breath, taken aback by how fast she had succumbed to sleep despite everything. He turned to Jimin, who nodded, his expression quiet and contemplative.

Jimin's gaze lingered on Sehun, who held Y/N with such care and gentleness. "Yeah, I think she just needed someone to be there for her," he replied softly, eyes following Sehun's every movement. "She trusts him."

The hyung line-RM, Suga, Hobi, and Jin-watched the scene in silence, all of them understanding the depth of the bond between Sehun and Y/N. It was clear in the way Sehun's arms were wrapped protectively around her, his face soft with concern, the fear still evident in his eyes when she had fallen. The worry that had gripped him in that moment was not easily shaken, but seeing her asleep in his arms now, he seemed somewhat relieved, though still on edge.

They all shared a moment of quiet understanding, feeling the weight of the bond that had formed between them all during this turbulent time. It wasn't just about survival; it was about the connections they had built, and how deeply they cared for one another in this broken world.

Sehun's fingers gently stroked Y/N's hair, and she shifted slightly, her face calm, safe. For now, in this small moment, everything felt right. Sehun wasn't leaving her. He was there. And that was enough to bring her peace, even in the chaos surrounding them.

Minho stood silently, watching the scene before him. With a steady hand, he placed it on Sehun's shoulder, who remained focused entirely on Y/N. Sehun didn't look up or acknowledge him with words, his attention unwavering on her peaceful, sleeping form. Minho spoke gently, his voice calm and understanding.

"You can stay with her tonight. Rest well," Minho said, squeezing Sehun's shoulder briefly before turning to Suho and Kai.

Suho, who had been smiling softly at Y/N's relaxed state in Sehun's arms, met Minho's gaze. Minho continued, "Come with me. We have work to finish."

Kai nodded silently, his expression thoughtful, while Suho shared one last look at Y/N, his smile lingering. Minho then looked toward Lee Jong Suk, who had been standing quietly nearby. Lee Jong Suk nodded in silent agreement and moved closer to the bed.

Before leaving, Lee Jong Suk leaned down and gently kissed Y/N's forehead, his touch light and filled with affection. He smiled faintly at her calm expression, a rare moment of tranquility in the chaos they often faced. Patting Sehun lightly on the back, he whispered, "Take care of her," before following Minho, Suho, and Kai out of the room.

Jiwoo and IU remained behind, their gazes soft as they watched the two. Jiwoo turned toward the group of newcomers-RM, Suga, Hobi, Jin, Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung. Her voice was warm but firm.

"You all should rest too. You must be tired from your journey," she said, her tone carrying a mix of hospitality and concern.

The group exchanged glances, ultimately looking to RM, who was quietly observing Jiwoo. After a brief pause, RM gave a small nod of agreement.

Jiwoo gestured toward IU, who stepped forward. "Come with us. We'll show you where you can rest," Jiwoo