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~Y/n's pov~

"Alright you got me....do I have to stay here now?" I asked.

"Hmm!" Someone spoke and I froze again.

I turned my head around and saw 6 boys sitting at the table with food surrounding them. I look back at Taehyung, since he suddenly, moved us to the living room.

"Are you okay? Do you want something to drink? I can play some movies and we-"

"No, I'm okay Taehyung. You don't need to do anything."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Alright, if you say so...I'm hungry, are you hungry?"

"No, I'm okay thank you, go enjoy your meal." I smiled, I hope it can convince him.

He put me down. "Okay. Come to me if you are hungry."

"Okay, thank you Taehyung." He nodded and I left.

I am super hungry, but I do not want to take their food. Let me see, did I leave my special granola bar? ...Yes!

I open it to take a bite. Hmm...it's so good. I went to take another bite, until someone snatched it from my hand.

"We have food, you don't have to eat this."

I looked up at him. He seems to be about the same height as Yoongi.

"No thanks, I'm not hungry."

"Then why are you eating this?"

"...Because I have stomach problems." Why did it take me so long to say that?

"What kind of stomach problems?" I sighed.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because, one time, I could barely eat without it coming back up. So I thought, if that is similar to you, I could help you. Well, at least for right now." He smiled.

"Thank you." I smiled back.

"Come with me, I have something that might help." He got up and I followed.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Jimin."

"I'm y/n."

"Y/n...hm, it's a lovely name."

"Thank you." I couldn't stop myself from blushing. Thank god he can't see me.

He opens a door for me to a dark room. I step inside and he follows behind me, shutting the door. He turns on the light and I could tell that this is his bedroom.

"I think I put it in my closet, hold on."

He goes in his closet and brings out a white box. It was cute, it had a flower painting on the top.

"That box is very pretty."

"Thank you, I painted it myself." He gave me a proud smile.

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