Please stay (BTS ff)

15.

"my head is aching" jimin says keeping his phone at the side table while we all look up at him

"That's why i told you not to use your phone. Now see. Quick, lay down and sleep now" jin says with a stern voice and jimin nods,

"you all should go home and take rest too. I'm sure you are also tired" jimin smiles and hoseok nods,

"Sure. But one should stay here with you. Who would that be?" Hoseok asks moving his eyes all over the room

Taehyung stands up, "i can stay here and you-"

"Y/n," jimin interrupts before taehyung could finish his sentence, "y/n will stay here with me"

All the stares in the room move between jimin and me,

"Why?" Taehyung scoffs angrily while glaring at me, "why do you want HER to stay here?"

Jimin shrugs, "i just want her to"

Taehyung keeps staring at me with his body shaking with anger. Then he runs out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Namjoon sighs, "are you sure jimin? You remember what dad said?" He asks cautiously. What did mr. Kim say?

Jimin closes his eyes and nods, "yes"

Jin stands up and opens the door, "okay then. I'll send someone to check on you guys tomorrow and y/n can come back then"

I nod and everyone leaves the room without any more words.

"What did you want to talk about?" Jimin asks without looking at me. But then before i can answer him, he answers himself,

"If you wanna talk about the letter thing... I'm sure jin hyung has already told you that it's not your fault." Jimin opens his eyes and tilts his head to look at me.

I sigh, "how jimin? I'm sure your lives were better before i entered them. Don't you see how taehyung behaves? The only thing is.. that you all are good at hiding it. He's not, he lets me see the hatred he has for me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been laying here on this hospital bed with injuries. It is my stalker who did it to you" i end with a calm voice

Jimin stare at me, "you think so?" He chuckles,

"People always think... Whoever is rich and has money, must always be happy and must be living a great life." He looks up at the ceiling,

"But it doesn't work that way. Look at you only now, you are a part of our family now. No matter what anyone, even we, say. It's true."

"You should be happy that you are now a part of such rich family. You got lot of money without even trying or working for it." His eyes move in my direction but he's still facing the ceiling.

"At this point, you should not care about how your presence affects us. You should be happy for yourself instead. But still you are here. Sitting infront of me... Where one of my brother would have sat if the circumstances were different." He smiles sadly,

"Same goes for us y/n. It's true that we have a lot of money, it's true that dad treats us nice. But we all lack love... since childhood. I never knew what it was like to be cared for or what it was like to get love or what it felt like when someone would worry for you.. but my brothers gave it all to me."

"They have always taken care of me... Not like dad never did. But he is just so busy with his work most of the time. I don't even blame him. He is doing it all just for us to live a better life."

"Stop thinking that you ruined our lives.. our lives were never good enough to get ruined by a small annoying thing like you. Instead... leave it. Trust me, we've seen worse than this." He points at his head where the bandages are wrapped. Worse?