I slammed my door, not even bothering to lock it.Jimin watched as I made my way to the bathroom.
He followed.
He got inside with me.
I locked the door.
I threw my head over the toilet.
I stuck two fingers down my throat.
I threw up.
I stayed there for about 2 seconds.
I took off my hand socks for the first time in two months.
My arms were slightly healed.
Jimin watched as I dug through my drawer.
I took out the small metal.
I slide it across my arm, reopening the old wounds, as well as making new ones.
Jimin's eyes followed the river of blood running down my arms.
I stopped.
I looked at Jimin.
He only smiled when I did.
"How do you feel?" He asked.
He sat next to me, not minding blood staining his pants.
"I don know." I sniffled.
"I accidentally told them about you." I sobbed louder.
Jimin took me in his arms, drawing circles on my back.
My head rested on his chest.
His rested on mine.
"Shh. It's all fine." He said.
"Is it really?" I asked, voice quiet.
I felt him nodding.
I sighed.
"I love you Jimin."
He played with my brown locks.
I relaxed.
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The You Within Me || Yoonmin ✓
Short StoryI knew we were close, but I've never guessed we were this close. [Completed.] Highest rankings: -#35 yoonminstory -#217 suicidal