Jisoo's POV "It's okay Jungkook-ah. It's not your fault, araso..." I heard my dad's voice. I slowly opened my eyes and saw my brother crying on the seat beside me while our dad is caressing his back to keep him calm. My heart ached a little. Why was my little brother crying? "Kookie-yahh, why are you crying?" I said, my voice hoarse, it almost came out as a whisper. My brother's face flew to my direction and the next thing I knew, is him hugging me while crying. I looked at my father confused. Then I noticed my surroundings. Why am I in the hospital, and on a hospital bed? "Noonaa..." he said while still crying. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." My eyes got teary when I felt my brother's tears. It felt so good to have him again by myside. "What are you even asking sorry about?" I looked around us then saw both of our moms went in. My mom immediately went closer when she saw me awake. "Yah. Jisoo yah. I told you to be careful, didn't I?" She said as she started crying beside my father whom I noticed, is already teary-eyed as well. I smiled. It has been ages since we all gathered together. "Wow. Is it family day?" My stepmom chuckled. "I'm glad you're back sweetie. You made a lot of people cry." I smiled at her as she looked at me lovingly. I may not be her daughter but I know in my heart that she had always thought of me as hers. "Why am I here anyways? The last thing I remember was going inside of my room." I asked them confused. My brother let go of me, tears still streaming down his cheeks. I lifted my hand to wipe the stain of tears covering his handsome face. "Yah, noona!" I can hear the uneasiness on his tone. "Next time, check the food first before eating. Why did you eat Jimin's food? It has peanuts on it." he scolded me. "Ow?" I said. So that's why I was having a hard time breathing. I thought it was just because I was upset and had been crying a lot before that. "Sorry." I said sincerely. "I wasn't paying attention." I added. Again, he hugged me real tight. "Yah, Jungkook, you missed me this much?" I playfully asked which earned me a light smack on the head. I heard my dad and our moms laugh. "You were knocked out for two days, paboya. You scared the hell out of me. You actually died for a second there. I hate you." he replied. My eyes went wide. What- I died???? "Shut up!!! Are you serious?" I asked, a little shock on what my brother was telling me. I looked at my parent s and saw my mother nodded as if telling