~°Him°~
I woke up with a huge headache. I grabbed my head, and suddenly I noticed my wrist. It had bandages around it.
Who dressed my wound?
I looked around myself, this place was not my room. Nor it was the kitchen I last remember being in.
This room was painted in cream coloured walls with classic brown furnitures around. A small dressing table with huge sets of sunglasses all over it. I basket full of jasmines was decorated at the stool beside me.
I smiled as I immediately recognised whose room it was.
Meline..
Just as I was about to get up, a pair of arms surrounded me, embracing me into a hug. I melted in the familiar smell.
I knew who this is, I know the perfume, after all I secretly cut a fabric of her cloth and some of your hair to preserve her fragrance.
Call me wierd or whatever but I think I'm getting attached with Meline.
"Oh my god Jimin! I was so worried! Why did you do it!?" Tears streamed down her face and my heart clenched. I wiped her sea of salt, they were the untouched fire to my wounds.
"Mel, please don't cry.." Tears filled my eyes as well.
I couldn't stand her crying. It clenched my heart.
"How stupid are you!? No Jimin seriously! Why did you do it? Is something wrong? Can I be a help?" Sincerity filled her face as she looked at me.
"Just some past trauma.. nothing to worry about tho.. I'm okay." I tried to re assure her.
"I'm so sorry. You're strong. Do you feel better?" She asked and I nodded. She smiled at me.
"And why are you underweight? The doctor gave me so many protein priscriptions! Don't you eat?"
"I actually.. don't." Her eyebrows furrowed.
"Wait- So you're telling me you don't eat at home?"
"Yes."
"Not even cook a thing?"
"You already saw what happens with knives and me." She nodded in understandment.
"Wait so how do you survive?"
"It's not like i don't eat at all. You feed me fresh cakes, brownies, drinks, coffees every morning don't you?"
"THAT'S ALL?"
"Yeah?"
She stopped speaking and just..stared at me. She blinked twice and I raised a brow.
"Jimin..do you by any chance.. have an ED?" She asked.
"Bingo darling~" I chuckled. She rolled her eyes.
"I've really never saw a sad person talking so casual about their disorders and trauma." She spoke.
I chuckled at this, I slowly got up and threw my bandaged arm around her shoulder.
"Who said I'm sad? I'm not at all sad, It's just that I'm not happy either." I confessed and a soft look covered her face.
"Aww I got an emo boy~ I'll try to be the best help." She said and giggled.
That laugh was music to my ears~
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Jasmine | Obsessive Pjm x Fr✓
Fanfic"To see you, to feel you, It calms me. It cures me." •°•°•°•°•°•°• In which a lonely, depressed boy finds happiness in a charming, sunshine of a girl. She became his everything. He loves her. So much, so much that... He killed her. Trigger Warning:...
