His ankle began to get better. He started dancing again and practicing with us. It felt great to have our Taehyung back. He was still depressed but he was looking much better. 

We walked back to the dorm after a long day of practice. Tae was clutching my shoulder trying to walk but he was sore from the day. Jin decided to go get food and we all wanted to go. Except Tae. 

"Come on Tae." I begged. 

"Guys I can barely stand up. It's fine just go without me. Besides you will bring it all back right?" He asked and I nodded. 

"Ok Hyung we won't be too long." 

I set him on the couch and wrapped his blanket around his feet. We all got up and left together. 

The night air felt great against our still warm skin. A walk was nice after a long hard day. 

"Guys I'm seriously worried about Taehyung." Hobi said breaking the silence of the night. 

I nodded and so did everyone else. 
"He seems better though." Yoongi chimed in. 

I didn't say anything, but Joon spoke my mind. 

"He may seem better but that never means anything when it comes to Taehyung. He's always been a bit bipolar. Just because he says he's better and he looks better will never mean anything coming from him." 

Namjoon was right. Taehyung had a way of turning his depression into an indifferent mask that hid everything from us. That was always made me want to help him. I knew about that mask too well. 

We walked back to the dorm with bags of food in our hands. I made sure to get Taehyung his favorite, Japchae. He had always enjoyed it so much and I knew that he would feel immediately better. I stayed towards the back of the group with Hobi. We talked about danci