just one day

92.

I stood silently in the living room, looking towards the window waiting for Jimin to return. This entire thing still hadn't processed.

Not sure what I could say or do that would fix this situation. I mean what if he actually loses fans because of this rumor?

"here..." His voice brings me out my thoughts as I look up to see him approach me from a distance. In his hands were a towel and a rag, with a pair of clothes.

A long shirt, and some boxers.

I look at him in confusion, "you soaking wet, Maya. I don't want you to get sick." He says softly causing me to nod before taking it.

"We can talk once you shower.." He trails off causing me to sigh. I didn't understand why we couldn't talk right now? Why was it so sad between us, I mean what happened to the cheerful Jimin I used to know.

Was he mad at me or something? What exactly did his manager say before dropping me off here. Instead of asking him the questions I wanted answers to, ignored them.

He suddenly gasp pulling me out my thoughts causing me to look at him, "your wrist... W-who did this to you?" He ask me.

"It's nothing. I mean no one. I fell"

He outs a slight chuckle, "one of my fans did this, didn't they?" He asks somehow he already knew the answer, before I could tell him.

"I'll wrap it for you once you get out. Down the hallway, to the right is the guest bathroom. I'll be out here if you need me." He tells me causing me to nod before turning around to the direction he had pointed me in.

I walked down the hallway before entering the bathroom, and shutting the door. I turn facing the mirror realizing this was the first time I had seen myself in hours.

My hair was a mess, I was wet, and you could literally see the bruise on my wrist getting worse. I let out a sigh feeling weak momentarily.

Sure, all of those things his fan girls stated were just words but that wasn't why I was the way I am. I'm really just trying to understand everything that is happening at the moment.

Why was Yoongi in China instead of at his office? Why and How did pictures of Jimin and I got out? Why couldn't I have one normal day without shit like this happened.

After showering and changing, I did my best to try to hide my ass but with as short as this shirt was, I was struggling.

I slowly exit the bathroom to hear him speaking on the phone. "Well how do you expect me to leave here if they're dozens of them downstairs? I mean what am I supposed to do?"

"Wait? You cannot be serious? We need to say something before this gets any further out of control."

I turn the corner walking down the hallway to see him pacing back and forth by the living room.

"No, I need to make a statement to clear her name."

"But... don't you realize. This isn't just my career.... It's also hers as well. They are badmouthing her in the media and it isn't fair"

"Yes but...."

" I know but..."

"no.. I can't ask her to do that! She's already engaged for god sakes."

"So what? You expect us to fake a relationship for publicity?"

"I never signed up for this..."

Fake a what?

"Listen.... This is the same reason why I asked for a hiatus.. how many times do I have to pass out backstage because I'm overworked? When will I ever get a break."