An hour.
Jin sat with me and held my hand for an entire hour.
An hour of bad jokes and the occasional reassuring comment.
He made me repeat "I'm okay" until I felt my body slowly relax.
I stopped shaking.
I stopped sweating.
I could breathe.
"Again."
"I'm okay."
An hour. It took an hour and he never once looked impatient or annoyed.
"Again."
I smile as I realize how relaxed I've become. And when I say it this time, I can feel how much I mean it.
"I'm okay."
He can tell that I mean it too. He smiles so brightly that I can't help the laugh that escapes my lips.
"Why are you laughing?" He asks, cocking his head to his side.
"I just can't believe that you seem to be so proud of me for something so small."
"But it's not small to you. This is a big accomplishment for you, isn't it?"
"Well, yeah but-"
"Then it's a big deal for me too."
I smile brightly. "You're really amazing for helping me with this. Thank you."
"Anytime! Now let's get some dinner before I starve to death."
**********
I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling.
And I'm smiling.
But I'm also curious.
Curious about Jin and why he's here.
I've never seen his darkness. I've never seen him struggle or break down.
What are his demons?
I try to get him to open up to me as I've done with him, but he doesn't ever talk about his problems.
And as much as I want him to feel like he can rely on me like I rely on him, I don't want to push him.
Maybe he doesn't trust me yet. We've only known each other for a week. I can't expect him to open himself up to someone he's just met.
I still find it hard to believe that I've opened myself up to him as much as I have. But he's just so understanding and easy to talk to.
Everybody in my life thinks I'm crazy. They don't get it.
Just don't do the things your brain says to do. It's not that hard.
Don't be so over dramatic. It's just a doorknob.
You're embarrassing me. Stop being weird.
But Jin isn't like that.
He's a breath of fresh air.
He's helping me when he has no obligation to, even though we barely know each other.
How could I possibly repay him for his kindness?
My eyes drift closed, and for once, I'm excited about what the new day will bring.
**********
"Mind if we sit with you in the day room today?" Jimin asks as he and Yoongi walk up to Jin and me after group therapy.
Jin glances over at me to get my opinion. He doesn't want to overwhelm me.
I smile kindly. "Of course."

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FanfictionClara's obsessive compulsive disorder has caused her to be admitted into a mental hospital in an attempt to piece together her shattered mind. And in there, she meets someone who changes everything.