Jimin POV
"Just knock on the door you coward" I whispered to myself standing in front of his hospital room door I held the vase of flowers in my hands letting out a breath.
I switch the vase to be held with one hand and knock gently on the door when I heard a "come in" I shook off my nerves one last time and opened the door and when I stepped inside I finally saw him again..
There he was sitting on his hospital bed a fluffy grey blanket draped over him a book in his hand with his head wrapped up in bandages. He looked up from his book eyes soft when they landed upon me closing the book.
"Jimin" he whispered softly and my heart leaped at the sight of him the color was back in his cheeks so soft and beautiful. Min Yoongi is pink all over he was wearing a blue t-shirt that was obvious big on him dropped off his shoulder his hair a mop on his head but still looking to soft.
Fuck I'm so in love with him
"Jimin?" He said again and I realized I was staring for way to long. I held the flowers close to my chest he blinked at them long eye lashes fluttering at he stared "Oh...you bought flowers" he said.
"Um...yes I did" I whispered stepping into the room the door closed behind me "I-I got them...for you" I said walking to the bedside desk setting them there.
"Thank you" he mumbled I nodded "They are pretty" he whispered touching them softly than looked back at me I don't know why I felt so nervous but my heart was jumping in my ribcage.
"How are you feeling?" I said stepping closer his eyes watched me "Does your head hurt?" I asked he hummed playing with the book on his lap.
"A little from the cut but I'm fine" he said I let out a breath.
"Thank goodness" I whispered his gaze was so heavy on me.
"Jimin?" He whispered looking down at the blanket.
"Yeah? Are you okay?" I asked they I heard a sniffle and I froze.
"J-Jimin...I-I'm so sorry it was a-all my fault" he cried "I-I was drunk and acting stupid I kept grabbing at the wheel and I was yelling at you I-I made you crash the car" he whispered while tears fell onto the blanket and I panicked and rushed to his side sitting next to him.
"Why are you apologizing? You did absolutely nothing wrong Yoongi my actions that night weren't right either I shouldn't have been so aggressive with you I'm so sorry" I whispered I clenched my fist fight on my lap because I wanna reach out but I can't.
"Y-Yoongi I'm s-so sorry for everything....all of it every time I made you cry or sad or said mean horrible shit I'm so very sorry" I said I felt a hand move to unclench mine lacing them together.
I looked up and saw his face and his eyes locked with mine long eyelashes wet with tears our faces were close arms length apart "I got your messages...all of them" he said I swallowed what felt like a bag of sand.
"I-I'm sorry...if they made you uncomfortable" I mumbled
"Did you mean...what you said?" He asked I looked back up at him "All of your messages?" He asked I biting my lip letting out a breath.
It's now or never
"Yes I did" I whispered he sat up so we were at eye level this time and the closer he got the more nervous I felt.
"S-So all those times you were texting a girl you liked...it was me?" He asked I nodded
"Y-Yes" I said again he scoffed a little letting go of my hand.
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Bitter Taste -yoonmin-
Fanfictionyoongi was in way over his head he knew he shouldn't have gone to that end of summer party and gotten a bit tipsy then accidentally stumbling into park jimin but what confused him, even more, was how he woke up naked next to park jimin the following...
