Seven With You (BTS x Reader)

Part 9

It was the next morning.

You lay on the living room floor of your apartment, stretching out your spine on the hardwood floor.

You had decided to call in sick today. Not only did you have a slight hangover from the few pornstars you had downed last night, but you also did not have the face to show yourself.

In the heat of the moment you had given into temptation and now that you were starting to sober up you had realized the severity of your actions.

You close your eyes. You were painfully tired and your whole body ached…sleeping curled up in the backseat of a car was not ideal.

You start to doze off until you hear a knock on the door. You cover your face with your arm and try to ignore it, you didn't want anybody to see you laying on the floor in yesterday's clothing… but they persisted. 

"Agh…Come in!" You groan.

You hear somebody quietly open the door, followed by their footsteps approaching you. You could see the silhouette of a person through your eyelids.

"You idiot, get off the floor!" They shout.

You quickly open up your eyes, Jin stares down at you with a look of disapproval.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard you're off sick and I came to bring you some fruit…" He sighs. "But I can see your sickness is self-inflicted."

"Now come on, get up." He wraps his arms around your waist, picking you up.

Your body was dead weight, you didn't have the strength to do anything. You rest your head on his shoulder as he tries to stand you up. 

"Aish." He shakes his head as you doze off again in his arms. "I'd be enjoying this a lot more if you didn't smell so bad right now."

He carries you to your room, laying you in your bed and covering you up.

—

Sometime later you finally wake up and roll out of bed. You felt a lot better after resting and decide to take a hot shower. 

When you get out you wrap yourself up in a cozy bathrobe. You tie your wet hair out of your face and brush your teeth, but as you do a pleasant aroma passes your nose. 

"Whats that?" You follow the scent into the kitchen.

Jin stands at the stove, stirring something in one of your cooking pots.

"You're still here?"

"I don't have the conscience to leave you in such a state." 

"What are you making?" You look over his shoulder as he cooks.

"I'm making haejangguk." He picks some up in a spoon, lightly blowing it before holding it up for you. "Here, taste it."

"Wooow!" You lick your lips. "That's delicious."

"Why do you sound so surprised?" He laughs, serving some into a bowl and laying it on the table for you.

You sit down and immediately dig in. The warmth of the broth in your stomach calms your nausea. Jin sits down beside you, watching you bring the spoon to your mouth.

"Arnt you having any?" You ask.

"No, I'm alright. I feel full just watching you eat." He smiles.

"Thanks Jin, this is just what I needed."

He just laughs.

"What's so funny?" You furrow your brows at him. 

"You eat like a child!" He chuckles. "Here."

He holds onto your jaw, turning your head toward him and wiping your chin with a napkin.

"Why are you so good to me?" You tease.

"You seriously don't know? You really are an idiot." He grins, suddenly pulling you into a soft kiss.

As you give in to the kiss he moves from your lips to your jaw, then down your neck. 

"What is this?" He looks up at you.

"What?"

He moves your bathrobe, tracing his finger along the bruise on your neck. 

"Who did this to you?"

"Ah…I-" You didn't know what to say. 

"It's fine… You don't have to tell me." He exhales.

He quietly gets up from the table walking towards the door. 

"Feel better, Y/N."

He left, leaving you in shock.

"Ah, fuck…" you wrap your hand around your neck, picking up your empty bowl and laying it in the sink.

You open the fridge to grab a bottle of water. Jin had all of the fruits he had brought washed and cut up into a container for you to eat. 

Although it was not necessarily your fault what Jimin had done the guilt was too much for you to take, you grab your bottle of water and curl up on the couch not knowing how to feel. 

—

Meanwhile. 

Jin kicks a rock as he drags his feet down the sidewalk.

"It's my own fault for thinking Y/N would like me. Look who I'm going against." He bites his lip, fighting back the tears that welled up in his eyes.

"I should just give up before I hurt myself anymore…"