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Cassie had taken them to a hotel, and Hoseok had paid for a private doctor to check up on everyone, since the alters weren't technically citizens, and couldn't go to a hospital without answering some very difficult questions.

He, Seokjin, Taehyung, Jimin, and Yoonie were all okay, while Suga had some minor injuries from fighting the two Jungkook's, but he was strong and was going to heal quickly.

Yoonji had bad smoke inhalation, though after some water, fresh air and a little bit of cough medicine, she was recovering.

Jungkook and Jeongguk had injuries as well as minor burns and smoke inhalation, and were sharing a bed in the king suite to rest, despite them arguing that they were fine as the others all doted on them.

Namjoon was being kept under watchful eyes as well, since he hadn't gotten anything to eat or drink while in the asylum and had a few scratches from how tight the chains had been. There were a few small burns and some minor smoke inhalation too, but after a few days he would make a full recovery too.

Yoongi and Agust had been affected the most by the heat and smoke, and Yoongi was purposely placed under a medically induced coma to help speed along his healing and give his mind time to process the change, now that all the alters were free.

Agust refused any treatment other than allowing some burn gauze to be wrapped around his arms and legs and some bandages on his face, spending his time alone on the balcony of the hotel suite.

Three days had passed since the explosion, and it was all over the news as S.K.M.A.'s dirty deeds were exposed to the world.

It felt good.

He leaned over the railing, seeing the sun rise slowly over the horizon as a new, warm day was born.

A breeze rustled the trees, sending leaves swooping past the scenery.

Agust heard the door behind him slide open, and then shut.

A boy joined him at the railing, looking out over the peaceful morning.

"Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" Agust gazed out at the pond below, seeing baby ducks swim across its shimmering surface.

"Aren't you supposed to be getting treated properly?" Yoongi raised an eyebrow, facing the alter.

Agust shrugged. "Gotta look badass for Pink."

Yoongi smiled, turning back to look at the view.

Agust risked a quick glance at the boy, before looking away just as quick. "So...do it fast."

"Hm?"

"I know you came here to talk, so just get it over with fast." Agust scratched the back of his neck, looking everywhere but at Yoongi. "I don't like...anxiety."

Yoongi stepped up the alter, staring the fiery boy in the eyes as he raised one hand, placing it gently against Agust's cheek, being mindful of the bandage there.

"You don't have anything to be anxious about." He whispered. "I came here to apologize."

Agust forced himself to look Yoongi in the eyes, seeing himself reflected there.

"Agust..." Yoongi's voice was soft, eyes becoming shiny with tears. "I-I'm sorry...I'm so sorry."

The tears rushed down his cheeks.

Agust quickly wiped them away. "Hey, don't you dare cry on me, Suga will beat my ass if he sees I made you cry."

Yoongi clung to him, sobbing.