15.Glee

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You all reached home along with the girl who saved you.

Jimin made you sit on the couch as you were still in his embrace, sniffling a little.

Jin handed you four a towel each and the others were in the living room too.

"You didn't ask for unnie's name" you mumbled against Jimin's chest as he was drying your wet hair with the towel Jin gave.

"Kyeopta" the girl said with a smile as she came and sat beside you. "I'm Jisoo" she said and stretched out her hand for a shake.

You smiled and took her hand and she shook it with a smile.

Everyone were amused by looking at how Jisoo talked with you.

It was how they would talk with you. And they don't treat normal people like that.

So, the reason is either she has peter pan syndrome too or-

"Don't look at me like that. I'm a doctor, so I know it" she said and everyone nodded.

"Hey, how did you know my name?" Jin asked as the scene where she said his name earlier in the alleyway clicked in his mind.

"My elder sister's daughter comes here for her dance classes. I pick her up and drop her here when my sister's busy" Jisoo said. "So, I basically know everyone here. But none of you knew me" she shrugged and dried her hair with the towel.

"And I love the food in your restaurant, Jin" she said with a smile and Jin smiled proudly.

On the other hand, you and Jimin were not concentrating on anything the others were speaking.

You concentrated on his heartbeats and he concentrated on you. Only you.

He felt someone place a hand on his shoulder from beside.

"If you repeat a mistake like this again, Jimin" Hoseok said in a low voice that only Jimin can here. "I'm going to kill you mercilessly" your brother's voice came out, dark and deep, capable enough to send chills down anyone's spine and scare them beyond death.

Jimin nodded and he saw your eyelids growing heavy.

"Take her to sleep" your brother said and Jimin nodded.

"Thank you once again, noona" Jimin said and Jisoo nodded with a smile.

Jimin slowly picked you up bridal style and walked towards your room.

Opening the door with his leg, he walked in and slowly kicked the door and it closed without making much sound.

Walking towards the bed, he slowly laid you on it.

Walking once again to the closet, he picked up your clothes along with his clothes too.

He came back to the bed and sat beside you.

Knowing that you were too tired, he slowly made you sit and started removing your wet clothes to change them.

It was not the first time he's doing this. He did it earlier twice, when you were having a fever after playing in the rain.

He won't try to peek at your naked form because his face would already be red like a tomato.

He would either close his eyes or look somewhere else. Even if he looks at you naked, he never loses his control and still respects you.

(A/n: That's a cute boyfriend)

After changing you wet clothes, he changed himself into dry ones too.

Taking out a first aid kit, he applied some medicine on the corner of your lips which was bleeding in the alleyway, and his bruised lip from the scene where your brother punched him earlier.

Placing the first aid kit back in the night stand, he sat back on the bed, stroking your hair.

Laying down beside you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"Do you forgive me, boo?" he asked and you nodded while hugging his waist and wrapping your legs around his torso, clinging on to him like a koala.

"I'm sorry" he mumbled again and you kissed his cheek with the same innocent smile. "And the drawing was beautiful" he said and you grinned while hugging him again.

Tightening his arms around your waist, he buried his face inside your neck.

"I love you, boo" he said as he felt his own eyelids growing heavier.

"I love you too, Jiminie" you said and he smiled while you both drifted off to dreamland together.

You're not looking for perfection in your partner. Perfection is all about the ego. With soulmate love, you know that true love is what happens when disappointment sets in. And you're willing to deal maturely with these disappointments.

Real love means loving kindness and compassion, the kind of love that does not have any conditions.

True love doesn't happen right away. It's an ever-growing process. It develops after you've gone through many ups and downs, when you've suffered together, cried together, laughed together.

I believe in true love, and I believe in happy endings. And I believe.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

True love will triumph in the end- which may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, it's the most beautiful lie we have.

Like the quotes above, another philosopher once quoted too.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

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