Care

ꪀ° 26: I don't need your help

1 week & a half later.

You finally go home with Jimin. He moved your things in while Jungkook, Hoseok, and Taehyung all took turns taking care of and spending time with you in the hospital. None of your memories have come back yet, even when they told you your father passed, it didn't come back, you just know that it's true but you didn't feel upset or remember the reason why or feel the burden you always felt when he died.

Taehyung rolls you into your new room in Jimin's apartment, "I really much have preferred you to live with me-and I'll take care of you. How are you gonna shower?"

"I got her a chair," Jimin pushes a shower chair past the your door down the hall toward the bathroom.

Your fiancé sighs, "you'll be okay with Jimin?"

"Of course.." you look up at him, grabbing the crutches that you carried on your wheelchair with you, "I trust him."

"Alright.. I'll be visiting everyday after I get off work, I promise," he says as you stand up with crutches under your armpit to help you stand.

Your brows furrow in confusion, "I guess... you don't have to.." you crutch over to the bed, looking around the room you're going to be sleeping in from now on.

"Now that you're out of the hospital, what do you wanna do?" Jimin walks on over to your door from the bathroom, he leans on the door arch.

"I wanna work," you sigh, "so I could pay Taehyung back," you lay down on the bed, "I feel bad."

"Noo-" Jimin shakes his head.

"You don't have to pay me back– I added you to my insurance..."

"Did I not work as a nurse, wouldn't my employer cover me?.." you pout.

"You stopped working there to take care of Hoseok then you and Hoseok came to live with me–" Taehyung starts to mumble his words, "it's a long story.. but you haven't worked for about 10 months..."

You sit up straight, brows furrowed at the man you can't remember, "the heck– why?"

"Doesn't matter, you don't have to pay him back," Jimin waddles over to sit beside you, "want ice cream?"

You gasp, face showing excitement, "yess!!" You grin.

He smiles at you, happy that you're smiling.

Taehyung looks at you both feeding each other all the different ice cream flavors.

"Okay, so which one is your favorite?" Your best friend beams at you while you use your thinking face to think hard about it.

"Wait," you turn to look at him, "why don't you know my favorite ice cream flavor?"

"M-me?" Jimin's brows furrow, "what about him!!" He points at Taehyung who sits in front of you two.

Taehyung's brows furrow, "huh– I- I do know..." he looks up to think about it, "it's uhh.." he thinks back,... he never took you to an ice cream shop. He only ever took SoYeon. He regretted even coming or thinking about it. Knowing how much it hurt you, "I don't know." 

"It's Matcha," Jimin leans his chin onto his palm.

Your eyes lit up, looking at him, "I think you're right.. I really like this one," you grab the tiny cup of matcha ice cream, "it's soo good.." you feed Jimin a spoon, feeding Taehyung after but he denies it, shaking his hand in front of it once.

You continue to feed yourself as they both stare at you, wondering why you're being such a feeder. Jungkook said it was regular so you were trying to get use to it.