Chapter 17: Baby

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Jimin's POV:

My aunt picked me up from school, she looked disappointed. We made it back to the house, once we got in she started scolding me.

"What's up with you? You got in a fight with someone?" she sighed, "This isn't like you, Jimin. You're normally humble at school."

"I know, but they punched me first. I couldn't just stand there and let myself get hurt." I told her

"What was the fight even about anyways? Don't tell me it's something stupid." she rolled her eyes

"It's about... a girl." I said nervously

"A girl?" she turned to me

"Yeah, he wanted me to stay away from her, but I can't do that. That guy is her ex boyfriend, they cheated on her. I just don't want her to get hurt again, when she's with him." I said softly

"I thought you told me you're never going to date anybody, because of what your mother did." she said

"I-I don't like her, s-she's just a friend." I stuttered

"Hm, what's her name?" she asked

"Y/n, Min Y/n." I told her

"Her name is pretty, I like it." she smiled, "Is she pretty?"

"Yeah..." I trailed off

"Oh, she is?" she laughed

"Wait! No!" I mentally slapped myself

"So she isn't pretty?" she raised a brow

"I mean... ugh, fine. Yes, she's pretty." I admitted it

"Can I meet her?" she asked

"She's coming over after school, so yeah." I smiled

"Okay, I want to see who is making you all lovey-dovey." she teased

"Yah, she's only a friend!" I whined

"Uh huh." she stood up from the couch, "We'll see about that."

Just friends, right Jimin? Y/n and I are only friends, I don't like her. Ugh, I just want to know if I'm in love or not!

Time Skip (after school)

Y/n's POV:

Yoongi dropped me off at Jimin's place, I knocked on the door. Jimin opened the door, I smiled when I saw him.

"Hey, come in." he told me

Jimin locked the door then sat on the couch, I realized he hasn't treated his wounds yet.

"Yah, why haven't you treated your wounds yet?" I scolded him

"It's fine-" I cut him off

"No it's not, where's the first aid kit?" I asked

"I'll get it." he went to the downstairs bathroom and got it

He handed me the box, I told him to sit down on the couch. I opened the box, I grabbed a cotton ball and soaked it in the wound cleaner.

"This might sting." I warned him

"Okay, just go." he sighed

I placed the cotton ball on his forehead, where there was a wound. He suddenly held my finger, I guess it stings.

I had to let go of his hand to get another cotton ball, I put the wound cleaner on a different wound. He grabbed my finger again, this must hurt.

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