Jimin Protectors ' Book 1 '

Chapter 71 '✅'

Yoongi's POV:

My mind was racing with angry thoughts at myself. Damn it, damn it. He's sick. My stupid brain messed up again. I felt like hitting myself for being so harsh with him. I never meant for things to get so bad that he would fall ill. The guilt was eating me alive.

I drove home as fast as I could, my heart pounding with worry. I reached his room in just 10 minutes, my hands shaking as I grabbed the door handle.

When I opened the door, my heart broke into pieces. I found him crying his heart out in IU's arms, his small body shaking with sobs.

Yoongi: "Jiminie..."

I could see his face was so red and swollen from crying. It made my chest ache with pain.

Jimin: "A.. Appa !! you're here."

His voice was weak and full of relief. He immediately pulled away from IU's embrace and reached out his arms toward me, wanting me to hold him.

I watched as Jungkook stood up, moving away to give me space to sit beside Jimin on the bed.

Yoongi: "Hey, hey... don't cry, Jiminie. Everything will be okay."

I sat down and tried to comfort him, but he looked so miserable and sick.

Jimin: "Appa, it hurts so much. And Omma and Kookie hyung keep making me cold and being mean to me."

His voice was whiny and full of complaints. I could see he was being dramatic, but I also knew he was genuinely suffering.

IU: "Hey, you little brat. You were crying in my arms a second ago. We just need to reduce your fever."

IU sounded frustrated but still caring. I could tell she had been trying her best to help him.

Jungkook: "Hyung, do something. He won't take his medicine or let us put the cold towel on his head."

Jungkook looked tired and stressed. I felt bad that they had to deal with Jimin being difficult. But I also knew this was my fault for making him so upset in the first place. Now I was thinking: God, how am I going to handle him now?

Yoongi: "Okay, guys... it's alright. I'll handle it myself. You can go to your rooms. I'm in charge now."

I spoke firmly, taking control of the situation. They both nodded and quietly left the room, leaving me alone with Jimin, who immediately wrapped his arms around my waist and clung to me tightly.

Jimin: "Thank you, Appa . Please cover me with the blanket. It's too cold."

I could tell this little brat was taking advantage of his sickness to get what he wanted. I coughed and gently pulled his arms away from my waist, trying to be serious with him.

Yoongi: "Why are you giving your mother and Kookie a hard time, Jimin? Huh?"

I changed my tone to be more stern. I watched as he seemed shocked and taken aback by my sudden change in voice.

Jimin: "Appa!! I... It's cold. I don't want to..."

His voice became small and scared. I could see he was trying to make excuses.

Yoongi: "I know, but you need to use it to reduce your fever. Do I need to go back to being strict, or are you going to cooperate?!"

I raised my voice slightly to show that I was serious. I watched as he looked down at his hands, clearly feeling conflicted and uncertain.

Jimin: "I don't like your strict version."

His voice was quiet and sad. I felt my heart soften, and I reached out to gently touch his cheek with my hand. Just if i can bring the time back and never hit him ..