Love At First Kick

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Jimin had gone back home on Sunday evening. We already told his mom everything, so she is more than aware of everything that happened, but she told him to get some rest.

She must have been hugging him for good 15 minutes, crying her eyes out once he came home. It's ironic that Jimin is the one calming everyone else down, when he's the one that suffered the most.

I did not, however, expect his mom to hold me in that death grip as well.

'Thank you, thank you, thank you.' She kept thanking me, squeezing the air out of me. I have no idea what she's thanking me for. I've done absolutely nothing.

'Miss Kim, I haven't done a thing.' I chuckle. 'There is no need to thank me for anything, really.'

'There is a lot, my dear Rin.' She sniffled, letting me breathe as she pulled away.
'You helped a lot, even if you don't see it. He pushed back and finally freed himself because you pushed him forward. You were right there with him through it. And you and your family took him in to protect him. I heard what you father had done as well. I don't know how I will ever be able to thank any of you.'

'As my parents said, he is a part of our family. You don't have to thank anyone. Every single one of us will gladly take him in any time.' I smile at her

'I am aware. It's not like people are happily accepting other people's children like they're their own. But your parents did.' She sniffles again. 'Also, I am damn proud of you as well.'

'For-' I wanted to ask what for, but she cut me off

'You took that asshole down so quickly. I do not like violence, but man was it satisfying to see him getting floored and in pain. Should have broken his cowardly neck.' I completely understand her fury and hatered. I am right there with her.

'Trust me, the pleasure is all mine.' I chuckle 'I'll happily do that anytime.'

'Good, good. If I knew how to fight I would have been in jail for murder right now.' She sighs deeply

'I can always teach you a few things.' Jimin chuckles

'I might take you up on that.' She jokes back. 'Okay. I'll leave you to it now.' She hugged him so tightly that he might end up with a few broken ribs, but it's more than understandable

We got up to his room and he just flopped on his bed, half-dead.

'You okay?' I ask, sitting next to him

'I'm more mentally drained than anything else. But I'm alright. I do need to shower, though. I'll be quick.' He smiles

'I'm not running away.' I laugh. 'Take your time, don't worry. I'll be right here.'

'Is this your way of telling me I smell?' He teases

'Just go.' I laugh, throwing a small pillow at him. He giggled as he ran away to the bathroom. I couldn't be happier seeing him like this. I never want to see him sad or scared again.

'Ahhh, I feel brand new.' He grins as he comes out of the bathroom, wearing only his underwear, and holding a towel around his neck to soak up the water droplets that are falling off of his hair.

Oh, come on. You can't be this fucking hot!

No. No. NO! He is too tired. Do not, I repeat, do not jump him.

'Oh, no, please do.' He smirks as he comes over to me, pushing me down on the bed, hovering above me

'I said that-'

'Out loud. Yes.' He smiles. 'You always do. Saves me the trouble of trying to figure out what you're thinking about.'

'It's not that hard to figure out what I'm thinking about. It's always you.' I say as I look into his eyes, completely lost in them. Even if I don't want to, my eyes always end up on his lips. You can't blame me, though.

He leaned in kissing me on the lips softly. He kissed me a few times before the kiss got hungrier and his hand started sliding up my shirt.

'Ji-Jimin.' I breathed out his name quietly. 'Your mom is home. We can't-'

'Then try to be quiet.' He whispers against my lips before he kissed me again

I wanted to stop him, and he noticed, then stopped on his own.
'Please, Rin. I want you. Please, do not stop me. I just want to hold you close. I need you.' He barely whispered the last part, leaning his forehead against mine with his eyes closed.

The way he said it, it didn't sound like he wanted this for passion. It sounded almost like pleading me to love him. Which he never has to ask for.

I smiled at him, passing my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.
'I love you.'

He responded with a new kiss, much needier than the ones before, but still soft.

This is going to be a task.

Now I understand what he meant by 'I want to hold you close'.

He didn't let go of me for a moment. His lips barely left mine. It felt at moments as if he would turn into dust if he stopped kissing me. He must have told me he loved me about a dozen times, each time followed by a kiss that would make my soul do a flip.
Hours passed, but neither of us wanted to let go of each other. I didn't want to move an inch away from him, not that I could even if I tried. He was holding me so lovingly, gently, so close to him that I could feel every single heart beat from him, no matter slow or fast.

Even after it all, I was resting on his chest, hugging him around the waist. We laid in silence, listening to each other's soft breathing and not saying a word.

'Can you promise me something?' He asked, breaking the long silence

'Anything.'

'Can you promise me you'll never leave?'

Where did this come from?
I lift myself off from his chest, looking into his eyes. 'Is everything okay?'

'I was thinking about what my life used to be like and what it is now. And I was thinking about what it would be like if I didn't have you. I never want to have that life. I never want to lose you. Even if I have nothing else, as long as I have you, I'll be okay.'

'I would never leave you, even if you asked me to. There is not a force in this world that could make me do that.' I smile a little, but he was just looking at me as if he was still expecting an answer. Maybe there will always be a little part of him that hides the small scared child he used to be, but the best I can do is help him nurture that child into a strong man he is now. Maybe then, he will be less afraid of me disappearing on him.

'I promise, I will never leave your side. I promise.'

I have no idea what feelings he's going through, but the way he kissed me literally made me gasp for air.

'Jimin, what's going on?' I am a bit worried

'Baby, please stop talking and kiss me.'

Not like he gave me a choice to say something else, but if this is what he needs, I'm more than happy to help.