After years of bouncing around from casino to casino as a poker host, you finally found one that you believed you could spend the rest of your career at, thanks to them, your guys.
Six of the best men you could imagine, each one of them with their o...
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"Baby?"
Calling out after her as he made his way towards his bedroom, he began to worry as he didn't hear her responding.
Peeking into the bedroom, he sighed deeply when he couldn't see her, walking straight to the bathroom and walking inside without knocking, making her jump as she sat on the toilet.
"Jimin!" She gasped, clutching her chest as she let out a giggle. "You scared the shit out of me."
Crouching down on the floor in front of her, he could see right through her smile. He knew she was in pain both physically and mentally. But he also knew she was a stubborn strong woman that obviously thought she needed to spare him the burden of being there for her at a time as tragic as this.
"I feel like this is our thing." He smiles, trying to lighten the mood. "Me sitting on the floor whilst you sit on the toilet."
"As long as you don't start to ask to come in when I'm pooping, I don't mind." She returns the smile.
"Well the doctor did say that you're not to be alone. So go ahead. Poop if you need to." He laughs, standing back up and kissing her forehead. "Do you need anything?"
"The pads from my case please. The night time ones."
Frowning as he looks back at her, he knows what she means by requesting that particular type. It's a lot.
"Did you take the painkillers she gave you?" He asks from the bedroom as he fishes through her case.
"Yeah." She calls out. "I took them before I sat down."
Bringing her the items she needed, he hands them to her, still hesitant to leave her by herself. She looks like she's fine. But he doesn't want to leave for her to then break down once she's alone.
"Jimin, honestly I'm fine. It feels a bit weird because I can... feel it. But really I am okay. Go and help Kookie. If I need you I'll call out for you."
"What do you mean feel it?" He frowns, dropping back down in front of her.
"It's coming out." She grimaces. "But once it stops I'm just gonna take a shower and curl up in your bed."
"Okay." He nods, wishing he could pull her up for a hug. "Did you call Daniel?"
She nods at him reaching over to grab her phone from the counter.
"Yeah. He was a little annoyed that I'm calling in sick after having a week's vacation. But I explained a little to him and he was fine about it in the end."
